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"Repeat after me: 'Despite what Magical Girl anime has taught me, the monster does not go down with the first strike.'"

"Oh, COME ON! That's the same attack that cut off Frieza's tail - and this guy didn't even flinch!"
Krillin after his Destructo Disc failed to decapitate Cell, Dragon Ball Z Kai

Vegeta: DUST THIS BITCH!
(A massive barrage of energy beams hits Freeza, covering him in smoke)
Krillin: Did we get him?
Gohan: Krillin, we can feel his energy. Why do you bother asking?
Krillin: I'm an optimist.
Vegeta: You're an idiot.
Freeza: (emerging from the dust cloud) You're both wrong! You're dead.

Vegeta: [wildly throwing ki blasts at Cell] Why Won't You Die?!?
Cell: Prince, has this ever worked? [backhands Vegeta] Don't need to answer that.

Mo can't help herself: she whimpers. Every hair on her body is standing on end with the backwash from the thaumaturgical firepower converging on Anneka and the Mandate. She tries to crawl away, but her limbs aren't answering her brain's most urgent commands. The loss of control is mortifying and fills her with the horror of the white violin. Going to die now, she realizes, despairingly. A mind-numbingly powerful blanket of sorcerous power sweeps past her, rippling through the earth like the tracks of a main battle tank rumbling past her head at a range of centimeters; then the night lights up the green-white of a lightning strike with a pulse of noise so loud that it feels like a door slamming on her head.
The Mandate giggles. "Is that the best you can do?" he demands.

"All that for a drop of blood."

Guard Captain: Give it everything!
Mardok: Thank you. I will take everything. [incinerates them all]

The general used the bullhorn once again. "Commence firing!"
The Canadians and Americans didn't need a second prompting. Tank turrets unleashed explosive shells at the pair. Bazookamen fired rockets. Cannons blasted away at the twosome, and regular soldiers opened up with what appeared to be a solid wall of bullets. The only thing in their favor was the size of their targets; practically none of them missed.
The bullets rebounded. The shells exploded without much effect. The rockets' red glare fizzled into ineffectiveness.
A few of the soldiers had seen the movie, War of the Worlds, a year ago. Those who had flashed on some of the scenes in it, and grew cold, internally.

In his right hand, he charged up all the power he could muster, focusing on blasting the beast away. He extended his palm and the most powerful torrent of telekinetic energy he had ever used blasted right for the creature.
The trees behind the terentatek buckled and cracked under the force, and anything not rooted to the ground was blown away by the attack. Everything but the terentatek, who seemed to be unaffected by the Force-based ability.
Arc's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped. His most powerful attack, and the creature shrugged it off like it was nothing. The terentatek's terrifying eyes focused on Jaune, and he swore he saw it grin.

"They say even a cornered rat can put up a fight... Let's see if you can fight as well as a rat, little Fingers!"
Something squirmed in Baelish's gut, and he felt a rage wash over him that he had forgotten for decades.
[...]
He ran forward, screaming, sword held high, and he struck again and again at his foe. Chips of bone flew as the blade fell until Baelish finally fell to his knees, utterly exhausted and panting, the sword dropping from his numb hands.
"Are you done?"
Baelish lifted his head. The blinding rush of battle had worn off, and his eyes widened at the realization of what had happened. The Wolf had not drawn his blade or even moved a muscle, content with letting Baelish make a fool of himself by attacking in ineffectual frenzy, inflicting no more damage than a kitten. Arya, who had joined the handful of warriors on the ground, could no longer restrain herself and collapsed into hysterical laughter.


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