We had many names in Uruk for this phenomenon you have placed before me.

In your era, however, it is called "girl dinner."

"Copying the method Father and Enkidu used to fell Gugalanna is no longer tenable. My body is too weak to manually bind Typhon with the Chains of Heaven... and I do not have enough Magical Energy to call upon Sul-Sagana, Ig-Alima, or Marduk's Axe to destroy the body."

"... You will speak to none of my unsightly state in this conflict."

[Consciously or not, Saber had started using the favored axe of his father's Caster self like a crutch now that he had met back up with his Master.]

"... This creature is more than Mongrels should be expected to best."

[This gathering exhaustion and damage was the truest sign that no matter his own strength, Ur-Nungal was still a marked inferior to his father as a fighter.]

"The brea-"

[An involuntary coughing fit interrupts his words for a moment. Saber, among the mightiest in Chaldea, was at his limit.]

[Instead, Ritsuka saw clearly the price Ur-Nungal had paid to best Typhon's Servants: A hole through his abdomen from a bull's horn and a partially smashed ribcage resulting from a glancing but super-effective strike from a god-slaying iron whip.]

("That unwieldy Gram is merely Merodach's lesser mirror image, so I ought to be able to best any Dragon I face with it. In spite of that...")

[If only he had time, the Prince would have placed a different set of armor on to divert attention from his condition.]

[If things got any worse he'd have to delve deeper into the Gate of Babylon beyond what could be considered reasonable for a Saber to do.]

("Who would have thought that tactician and the Minotaur would be such a troublesome duo...?! They diverted me far away from Typhon.")

"Such ungraceful overuse of your Thought Keys when you weren't summoned as a Caster...? Always a Grand candidate and never a Grand, I suppose."

[The Prince of Heroes collects his breath. His personal wells of stamina and Magical Energy were running short.]

"...?! Court Magus?"

[The wave of fire finally punctures the Thought Key defense of Taigong Wang and fells both him and Asterios. When asked later Ur-Nungal will describe this as an "ingenious sword technique" rather than the brutish display it was.]

"𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦...! 𝐒𝐔𝐋-𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐀!"

[Red divine markings shine to a searing heat as Ur-Nungal heaves a Divine Construct sword from the Gate. Without the physical strength to swing it, Ur-Nungal uses his Mana Burst to propel the flaming sword as though it were rocket-powered.]

but, consider.

[shows a really cool sword.]

How can you say no to this sick sword.

A wise move, augmenting wielders of all weapons.

... though, I tragically benefit only from empowering the Saber Class, so you'll need to focus upon that specifically.