Chapter 12

chapter twelve Slam adventurer collision. Quint bounces off Dirk and the cart topples, tossing Galamelon to the floor! "Dirk!" Quint gasps. "You're running, too? What are you running from?" "The Drakkor," Dirk shouts. "It's a hulk!"

第十二章撞击冒险家。 昆特从德克身上弹了起来，马车翻了，把加隆摔在地上！“德克!”五胞胎喘息声。 “你也要跑？”你在逃避什么？”“德拉科。”德克喊道。 “这是一只绿巨人！”

"We ditched it at the Pizza Theater," Kimmy says. "But it could be anywhere! This is its lair!" "Ugh, you guys still didn't slay it? C'mon..." Galamelon groans. "Just be happy we don't slay you, con-man!" Kimmy snaps. "Wait..." Dirk says. "What are you guys running from?" "HER!" Quint shouts, as Skaelka bursts around the corner— more creatures to test my limb cleaver on double the fun. Hey, you found the queen in armor? Hey, wail that's our armor. Hey, wait, that's our skulker. Wait, the queen is scalco.

“我们把它丢在了披萨剧院，”吉米说。 “但它可能在任何地方！”这是它的巢穴！”“啊，你们还没弄死它？” 来吧……”Galamelon呻吟。 “我们没杀你，你就该高兴了，骗子！”吉米快照。 “等等……”德克说。“你们在逃避什么？”“她!”昆特喊道，这时斯卡卡从拐角处冲了出来——更多的生物来测试我的切肢刀，乐趣加倍。 你找到穿盔甲的女王了吗？ 嘿，那是我们的盔甲。 嘿，等等，那是我们的小狐。 等等，女王是斯卡尔科。

"I am no one's Skaelka, strange boy!" Skaelka roars. "Yeah, Dirk, about that? She's only sorta Skaelka..." Quint starts to say, grabbing Dirk and pulling. "You'll see. For now—RUN!!" Quint, Dirk, Galamelon, and Kimmy speed down one twisty corridor after another, desperately trying to stay one step ahead of Skaelka while also searching for a way out. "Skaelka, what are you doing?" Dirk shouts over his shoulder. "We're buddies!" Kimmy exclaims, "You're buddies with the Queen in Armor?! AND the Blarg Slayer? Talk about friends in high places! When this is all over, we should hang! Like, all the time! I'm free most Wednesdays." Suddenly, the end of the hallway ERUPTS in an explosion of plastic and concrete as—

“我不是谁的斯凯尔卡，怪孩子！”Skaelka怒吼。 “是啊，德克，这件事怎么样？”她只不过有点像斯凯尔卡……” 昆特开始说，抓住德克拉。 “你会看到的。现在! !”昆特、德克、加隆和吉米在一个又一个曲折的走廊里疾速而过，拼命地想比斯卡卡领先一步，同时也在寻找出路。 “斯卡卡，你在干什么？”德克回过头来喊道。 “我们是朋友!”吉米惊呼道：“你和穿盔甲的女王是好朋友？！”那吹牛杀手呢？ 谈谈位高权重的朋友吧！这一切结束后，我们应该被绞死！一直都是！大多数星期三我都有空。” 突然，走廊的尽头爆发出塑料和混凝土的爆炸

"Drakkor!" Kimmy shrieks, and at once everyone's trying—and failing—to screech to a halt. Their feet slip on the slick black oil-goo—Dirk tumbles into Galamelon, Galamelon flops in front of Quint, and Quint flips over all of them. Only Skaelka avoids a fall, nimbly bounding up and over the heroes' backs. "You there, Drakkor!" Skaelka barks, as she pounces onto the Drakkor's snout, unleashing a flurry of axe blows! "Skaelka is very pleased to inflict pain upon you!"

“Drakkor !”吉米尖叫一声，每个人都在试着停止尖叫，但都失败了。 他们的脚在光滑的黑色油泥上滑了一跤——德克摔倒在加拉梅隆身上，加拉梅隆在昆特面前摔倒，昆特从他们身上翻了过去。 只有斯卡卡没有掉下去，灵活地跳起来，越过英雄们的背。 “你在那儿，德拉科！”斯卡卡咆哮着，扑向德拉科的鼻子，挥舞着一阵斧头！“斯卡卡很乐意让你受苦！”

But even the great warrior Skaelka is no match for the Drakkor! Icy cold energy begins to radiate from the Drakkor. Freakish purple light, like a strange frozen flame, flashes inside the monster. "Uh-oh. I've seen this before," Kimmy says. "And we will not enjoy what happens next." And whatever that is, Quint thinks, I can't let Skaelka have a front-row seat. He lunges forward, tugging at her armor. "Skaelka, he's going to destroy you!" Quint shouts, yanking her off the Drakkor.

但即使是伟大的战士斯卡卡也不是德拉寇的对手！冰冷的能量开始从德拉库散发出来。 奇怪的紫光，像一个奇怪的冻结火焰，在怪物体内闪烁。 “哦。我以前见过这种情况，”吉米说。 “我们不会喜欢接下来发生的事情。” 昆特认为，不管那是什么，我不能让斯卡卡坐在前排。 他向前扑去，拉着她的盔甲。 “斯卡卡，他要毁了你！”昆特喊道，把她从德拉科河上拽了下来。

"Who dares—!" Skaelka cries as she topples backward. The purple energy blazing inside the Drakkor builds, glowing brighter and brighter. "Quint, the conjuration you were working on all night!" Galamelon says, fumbling open the book and flipping to a dog-eared page. "Kinetic Volley. Do it." Quint catches Galamelon's eye—and forces a nod. "All right," he says, though he sounds anything but sure. He plants his feet and grips the conjurer's cane in his hands. Quint's entire body is quaking. The fear for his friends' lives—and his own—is almost all- consuming. Remember, Quint, he whispers to himself, use only enough energy as needed. You do not want another accidental teleportation. He flicks a toggle at the base of his cane, and a whining buzz rings out. The smell of electricity—like an old Hot Wheels track—fills the air. He holds the microphone close to his mouth, like a nervous kid about to belt out his first song at the school talent show. But this verse is simply two words: Kinetic Volley. He repeats the words in his head, over and over, like a mantra. It's supposed to help him visualize the

“谁敢!”Skaelka哭着倒在地上。 紫色的能量在德拉科建筑内熊熊燃烧，越来越亮。 “昆特，你整晚都在念的咒语！”加隆说着，摸索着打开书，翻到折角的那一页。 “动能。做到。”昆特抓住了加隆的目光，勉强点了点头。 “好吧，”他说，虽然听起来一点也不确定。 他站稳脚跟，手里握着魔术师的手杖。 昆特整个身体都在颤抖。 对他的朋友和他自己的生命的恐惧几乎吞噬了他的一切。 记住，昆特，他低声对自己说，只使用必要的能量。 你可不想再发生一次意外的瞬间移动。 他拨动了一下手杖底部的旋钮，一阵呜呜的嗡嗡声响起。 空气中弥漫着电的气味——就像老式风火轮的轨道。 他把麦克风举到嘴边，就像一个紧张的孩子要在学校的才艺表演上大声唱出他的第一首歌。 但这首诗只有两个字：Kinetic Volley。 他在脑子里一遍又一遍地重复着这句话，就像念咒语一样。 这应该能帮助他想象