【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui:第五章:优美 Beauty(7)
Shame that, since the Astartes are renown for their ability to withstand pain and punishment. To die in battle with one of them, to suffer and be suffered for however long our fight lasted… that would have been an excellent way to die.
I hunkered in alongside the grotesques that were clinging to the sides of the building and watched. I watched the Mon-Keigh, a female with hair like pale frost and skin like smooth, warm earth, stumble into my trap. I felt my lip twitch upward at the irony of catching a human with Ork bait, and settled in to watch her die to the oncoming hordes of Greenskins.
She wore power armor and though it was damaged, it was a most flattering and fascinating shade of silver-and-lavender. The main body of the armor was a deep, rich black, but the embellishments, accents, and tracings on it were the lightest color of silvery-purple, and the symbol she bore on her shoulder was one of a slender and graceful bunching of flowers resting beneath a rose.
I hunkered in alongside the grotesques that were clinging to the sides of the building and watched. I watched the Mon-Keigh, a female with hair like pale frost and skin like smooth, warm earth, stumble into my trap. I felt my lip twitch upward at the irony of catching a human with Ork bait, and settled in to watch her die to the oncoming hordes of Greenskins.
She wore power armor and though it was damaged, it was a most flattering and fascinating shade of silver-and-lavender. The main body of the armor was a deep, rich black, but the embellishments, accents, and tracings on it were the lightest color of silvery-purple, and the symbol she bore on her shoulder was one of a slender and graceful bunching of flowers resting beneath a rose.