[Asbel's practice sword bounces off one of the pans with a loud CLANG!, the vibrations ringing all the way down Hubert's arm.]
Oww!
[His grip loosens a little, but not enough to drop it. In retaliation, he lashes out with his other weapon.]
Just...just die already, okay?
[Hubert is probably only one of a handful of people in the world who can make a command to "die" sound more like a desperate plea rather than a legitimate threat.
But that's really what it is: a plea. It's like if Hubert wishes it hard enough, Asbel will drop dead in front of him, making the voice happy so the voice can send Hubert home.
(But wait, wasn't his desire to go home with Asbel...? No, no time for second thoughts. Hubert has to go through with this. There's no other choice.)]
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Oww!
[His grip loosens a little, but not enough to drop it. In retaliation, he lashes out with his other weapon.]
Just...just die already, okay?
[Hubert is probably only one of a handful of people in the world who can make a command to "die" sound more like a desperate plea rather than a legitimate threat.
But that's really what it is: a plea. It's like if Hubert wishes it hard enough, Asbel will drop dead in front of him, making the voice happy so the voice can send Hubert home.
(But wait, wasn't his desire to go home with Asbel...? No, no time for second thoughts. Hubert has to go through with this. There's no other choice.)]