No! There's no way I'm just going to lay down and die, Hubert!

[Asbel counters as best he can, continuing to aim for the weapons rather than his brother, swinging the sword as hard as he dares. But despite how much promise Asbel might've displayed before, he feels heavy now. Hubert can't really want him dead...? Why would he? They've been through pretty much everything together. It makes no sense.]

Come on, just talk to me! If someone's picking on you-- or, or whatever we'll figure it out, okay?