【战锤40k同人作品翻译】Ennui 第二十二章：对策 Measures(14)
Another explosion caught my eye and I turned and looked down, my breath catching in my throat as I saw the source of the fighting.
The plaza adjacent to the spire, where Isarae had laid her trap for the Orks and instead had inadvertently caught a wounded and overly curious sister of battle, was alight with gunfire, and in the midst of all it was her.
“Isarae,” terror gripped my heart as I said the name.
She was spinning, rolling, and diving to avoid the gunfire and, to my horror, I watched as two squads of my own sisterhood emerged from the shadows of the alleys and narrow streets to surround Isarae, guns leveled and aimed with the clockwork precision I had once been so proud of.
Amidst them, Isarae watched warily, the haft of her razorflail gripped tightly in her hands.
Isarae was surrounded, outnumbered, and outgunned by a dozen of the Imperium’s finest mortal warriors and, with that knowledge, I was absolutely certain of one thing, and one thing only.
All of my sisters below were about to die.
I had watched Isarae eviscerate almost a hundred Orks in the span of heartbeats. She moved like she could walk on lightning and dance across water, and as much as I loved my sisters and respected them I was certain that not a single one of their rounds would so much as touch Isarae as she tore their bodies apart.
The plaza adjacent to the spire, where Isarae had laid her trap for the Orks and instead had inadvertently caught a wounded and overly curious sister of battle, was alight with gunfire, and in the midst of all it was her.
“Isarae,” terror gripped my heart as I said the name.
She was spinning, rolling, and diving to avoid the gunfire and, to my horror, I watched as two squads of my own sisterhood emerged from the shadows of the alleys and narrow streets to surround Isarae, guns leveled and aimed with the clockwork precision I had once been so proud of.
Amidst them, Isarae watched warily, the haft of her razorflail gripped tightly in her hands.
Isarae was surrounded, outnumbered, and outgunned by a dozen of the Imperium’s finest mortal warriors and, with that knowledge, I was absolutely certain of one thing, and one thing only.
All of my sisters below were about to die.
I had watched Isarae eviscerate almost a hundred Orks in the span of heartbeats. She moved like she could walk on lightning and dance across water, and as much as I loved my sisters and respected them I was certain that not a single one of their rounds would so much as touch Isarae as she tore their bodies apart.
冰九囚笼二十六
