【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第三章：狰狞 Grim(10)

The junction console hadn’t suggested the portal was in any danger of being revealed, but I hadn’t lived as long as I had without taking due care.
The moment I breached the portal, I jammed the kinetic brace, stopping our motion dead and bleeding the kinetic overflow into the batteries, and spun off of the jetbike, drawing my razorflail in one hand and Rue, one of my splinter pistols, in the other.
Catacombs surrounded me, musty and ancient, and there was no telltale stink of death that might have announced the presence of either Mon-Keigh nor the slavering Ork. Instead, it was just dust and the dead, and I found myself feeling a touch disappointed and how quiet it was, but I suppose I was here to find my own amusement, not have it handed to me.