Chapter 15

chapter fifteen you have my powers. Ghazt sails over my friends and his paws punch me square in the chest. I tumble down the gangplank, hands scraping the metal grating, barely hanging on. Ghazt stalks toward me. "Would you believe me if I told you I don't know what you're talking about?" I try. "My power is inside your blade," he says. "It is rightfully MINE." I've never seen Ghazt so animalistic—monstrously menacing. Slobbery saliva splashes with each sharp- toothed snarl. His whiskers are rigid and as pointy as razors. "I will have it back!" Ghazt roars.

第十五章你拥有我的能力。 Ghazt从我的朋友们头上飞过，他的爪子正好打在我的胸口上。 我从跳板上摔下来，双手擦着金属栅栏，勉强撑着。 Ghazt向我走来。“如果我告诉你我不知道你在说什么，你会相信吗？”我试一试。 “我的力量在你的刀刃里，”他说。 “这是我应得的。”我从没见过Ghazt如此野兽般的可怕。 每一声尖牙的咆哮都会溅出口水。 他的络腮胡又硬又尖。 “我要把它要回来！”Ghazt怒吼。

I'm guessing that now is when the arm-chomping happens. Ghazt's mouth opens impossibly wide and he pounces! I've got no choice but to draw the Louisville Slicer. I'm whipping the blade out of its sheath, swinging it up, just as Ghazt is chomping down, and— I feel pain, but it's not the sharpness of his fangs— it's an electric shock that reverberates through the blade, through the Cosmic Hand, through my entire body. There is a sound like lightning splitting a great oak tree—and just as quickly as Ghazt's jaws came snapping down, they explode open again. Ghazt is blasted off his feet, flung fully backward—

我猜现在是你咬胳膊的时候了。 Ghazt的嘴张得太大了，他扑了上去！我别无选择，只能画路易斯维尔切片机。 我把刀刃从鞘里抽出来，挥了起来，就像Ghazt正在咬下去一样，我感到疼痛，但不是他的尖牙的锋利——这是一种电击，在刀刃上回荡，通过宇宙之手，通过我的整个身体。 一阵声音就像闪电劈开了一棵大橡树——就在加斯特的下巴啪地一声掉下来的时候，它们又炸开了。 Ghazt从他的脚上被炸飞，完全向后甩

Ghazt slams to the gangplank floor, stopping just short of my friends. I gasp. The Slicer. The Cosmic Hand. Together, they rejected him. Ghazt's head shakes sharply and he rises unsteadily. His eyes blink with confusion—then narrow as he looks first at the blade and then at the Cosmic Hand. "That thing..." he growls. "It is more strange and more mysterious than I knew."

Ghazt重重地摔在跳板上，在我的朋友们面前停了下来。 我感到喘不过气来。切片机。宇宙之手。 他们一起拒绝了他。 Ghazt的头剧烈地摇晃着，摇摇晃晃地站了起来。 他困惑地眨着眼睛，然后眯起眼睛，先看了看剑，又看了看宇宙之手。 “那东西……”他咆哮道。 “这比我所知道的更奇怪，更神秘。”

Yeah, I think. I'm starting to realize that, too. "Y'know, this is maybe a discussion best had back indoors," I say, throwing a quick glance over the side. Ground rushes past, nearly fifty feet below. "Instead of out here, where—y'know.... falling is a very distinct possibility." Ghazt's face twists into a mask of resigned frustration as he eyes the blade and the Cosmic Hand. "I cannot retrieve it. The power you stole from me. I... I cannot take it back." He steps forward—and the words that follow chill me to the bone. "But I can still take your life..." Just then, my friends jump in, leaping to my aid!

我想是的。我也开始意识到这一点。 “你知道，这也许是一个最好在室内讨论的问题，”我说，迅速瞥了一眼窗外。 地面从下面近五十英尺的地方呼啸而过。 “而不是在这里，在哪里——我知道.... 坠落的可能性很大。” 加斯特的脸扭曲成一副无奈的面具，他看着剑和宇宙之手。 “我拿不回来了。你从我这里偷走的力量。 我…我不能收回。” 他向前走了几步，接着说的话使我寒心刺骨。 “但我仍然可以夺走你的生命……” 就在这时，我的朋友们跳了进来，跳来帮助我！

"Show some respect for your Grand Protector!" Evie shouts, leaping into the fray. She's on Dirk's back, clawing at him, trying to pull him off Ghazt. "REAAARGH!" Ghazt goes into pure special-attack mode—a Tasmanian-devil whirling dervish! Dirk, Quint, and June are flung from his body, hurled back up the gangplank. And Evie is hurled into me.

“对你的大护法放尊重点！”伊薇喊道，跳上了人群。 她趴在德克背上，抓着他，想把他从加斯特身上拽下来。 “REAAARGH !”Ghazt进入了纯粹的特殊攻击模式——一个塔斯马尼亚恶魔旋转的苦行僧！德克、昆特和琼被从他的身体里甩了出来，被扔到跳板上。 伊薇被撞到我身上。

The air explodes out of my lungs as she hits me square in the chest. Then we're both tumbling, out of control, end over end down the gangplank. One flip and my back slams into metal. Another and Evie's elbow jabs me hard in the side. One last flip and this time we hit nothing but empty air...

当她直直地打在我胸口时，我的肺里的空气都炸了出来。 然后我们都在翻滚，失去控制，一头接一头地沿着跳板向下。 一翻，我的背就撞到金属上了。 又喝了一口，伊薇的胳膊肘重重地打在我的侧面。 最后一次翻转，这次我们什么也没碰到，除了空的空气…