Awesome / Yumi and the Nightmare Painter

• On the first day we see her, Yumi manages to draw thirty-seven spirits with her stacks. Villages generally expect about six minimum, and Yumi tends to average twelve. This was apparently a world record. It's later revealed that this is actually what started everything moving, as Yumi managed to pull a spirit out of its trap so it could ask for help.
• After the entire book of everyone disparaging Painter, including himself, to the point where it seems like he's nothing more than a good liar and a decent artist, he faces the stable nightmare, as a spirit, defending his friends (who can't even see him) and Yumi. It starts with him summoning a paintbrush as if it's a shardblade, and then he manages to drive it off with sheer force of will.
  The nightmare stepped back. And Painter advanced. One step after another, driving the thing back with each twist of his brush, creating an artistic masterpiece that burned away behind him as he walked. The ink wasn't real, Yumi thought. The brush should have vanished too, shouldn't it?
  But no. At that moment, Yumi understood. The brush was an extension of Painter. It belonged to him. As natural as his own heart.
  Lying there—watching him drive the thing back by force of skill, art, and sheer will—Yumi realized something. She'd been right at the start of all this.
  The spirits had sent her a hero.
• Yumi confronts the spirits of the four scholars who first created the Father Machine and caused the planet to become engulfed in the Shroud. Remembering the advice Design gave her, Yumi stands firm and simply refuses to let these Nightmares feed on her Investiture.
  Yumi: I am the one who the spirits chose. I am the thing you had to lock up. I am the one that nightmares fear. And you shall bow to me.
• Thirty-seven nightmare painters standing with Painter against the nightmare horde. Most of them got tricked or cajoled into coming, most of them didn't think the threat was real, and none of them were prepared, but together they held the monsters back and saved the city.
  The painters were running out of canvases. The ground was covered in ink, such that stepping was slick.
  "What do we do?" Tojin asked, panicked. "Nikaro, what do we do?"
  "We paint."
  "But—"
  "We paint!" Painter shouted. "Because if we do not, they get into the city. Without us, the people die."
  "The people ignore us!" another cried. "They turn off their lights. They sleep."
  "Because they can't do anything else," Painter shouted, starting his next painting. "We are the line between their fears and their flesh. We are the Dreamwatch now."
  "We are the Dreamwatch now," Tojin said, raising his brush. "We are the Dreamwatch now!"
• Painter refusing to accept that Yumi's story should end in a tragedy and painting Yumi back into existence. And unlike Yumi, he is a perfectly normal human with no more than the standard amount of Investiture and no powers other than pure artistic virtuosity.