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Elend's rooms, nor why she stood, quietly watching the former king in the night. She couldn't protect him. She tried so hard, but the impossibility of keeping even one person safe suddenly seemed so real—so tangible—to her that she felt sick. Elend had been right to go out. He was his own man, competent, kingly. What h... |
lies, we still have a tyrant inside the city, another without. A force of koloss salivating over the people. And Elend doesn't need me. Because there's nothing I can do. "I see your frustration," Zane whispered, stepping up beside Elend's bed, looking down at his sleeping brother. "You keep listening to him. You want t... |
"He will soon know that there is something in this world more deadly than his assassins. Something more powerful than his army. Something more terrifying than the Lord Ruler himself. "And I am coming for him." Mist duty, they called it. Every soldier had to take his turn, standing in the dark with a sputtering torch. S... |
couldn't know which one Cett was on. If they started low, he wouldn't be able to escape. Besides. Going up would be more difficult. The energy in Vin's limbs cried for release. She'd waited, remained coiled, for far too long. She was tired of weakness, tired of being restrained. She had spent months as a knife, held im... |
landed amid a second group. She spun on the floor, whipping out her legs and flaring pewter, tripping a good four men. As the others tried to strike, she Pushed downward against a coin in her pouch, ripping it free and throwing herself upward. She spun in the air, catching a falling staff discarded by a tripped soldier... |
and saw no Cett beyond. This floor was clear. Cett certainly brought a lot of hazekillers, she thought, backing quietly to the center of the room. Save for the stairwell, kitchens, and pillars, the room was mostly surrounded in arched stained-glass windows. He planned for my attack. Or, he tried to. Vin ducked down as ... |
One wore a metal belt buckle. He died first. The other twenty barely knew how to react as the buckle buzzed through their ranks, twisting between Vin's Pushes and Pulls. They had been trained, instructed, and perhaps even tested against Allomancers. But they had never fought Vin. Men screamed and fell, Vin ripping thro... |
was unsteady on his feet. She looked into his eyes, and saw absolute terror therein. This boy was no Mistborn. Yet, he held his ground. Pathetically, hopelessly, he stood before the body of the fallen Cett. "Step aside, son," Cett said in a tired voice. "There is nothing you can do here." The boy started to shake, then... |
it to fight those men. . .they didn't have a chanee against us anyway. "Please," she asked. "Leave them." Zane turned toward Cett, who sat expectant. The boy was at his side, trying to pull his father away. Zane looked back at her, head cocked. "Please," Vin repeated. Zane frowned. "He still controls you, then," he sai... |
study, the only other occupant being Spook, who sat lounging beside the table. "El," Ham said, "Cett only had a thousand men with him here in Luthadel. That means that during Vin's attack, Cett took thirty percent casualties in less than ten minutes. Even on a battlefield, most armies will break if they take thirty or ... |
firmly. "And she's more capable than any of us." Ham frowned. "But—" "She had a good reason for attacking Cett," Elend said. "I trust her." Ham and Spook exchanged glances, and Spook just shrugged. "It's more than last night, El," Ham said. "Something's not right with that girl—not just mentally, either. . .." "What do... |
a koloss. Nobody was certain how some of Jastes's fake boxings had worked their way up to Luthadel; perhaps he had tried giving them to peasants or beggars in his home dominance. Either way, it was fairly apparent what he was doing. He'd needed an army, and had needed cash. He'd fabricated the one to get the other. Onl... |
good four inches deep. A small trail of footprints led toward a back stairwell. "What is this place?" Elend asked with a frown. OreSeur shrugged a pair of dog's shoulders. "Then how did you know she was here?" "I followed her last night, Your Majesty," OreSeur said. "I saw the general direction she went. After that, it... |
"My entire life has been death, Elend. Death of my sister, the death of Reen. Crewmembers dead around me, Kelsier falling to the Lord Ruler, then my own spear in the Lord Ruler's chest. I try to protect, and tell myself that I'm escaping it all. And then. . .I do something like I did last night." Not certain what else ... |
this what I've earned by being so distracted lately? Have I lost her? And yet, he'd just told her that he'd support her decisions. "If you feel you have to go, Vin," he found himself saying, "then you should do so." "If I were to leave, would you go with me?" "Now?" Vin nodded, head rubbing his chest. "No," he finally ... |
said. "From the logbook." "Yes," Tindwyl said, "but Alendi's account was only a reference—a thirdhand mention of the effects of a prophecy. I found someone quoting the prophecy itself." "Truly?" Sazed asked, excited. "Where?" "The biography of Helenntion," Tindwyl said. "One of the last survivors of the Council of Khle... |
fond of anything that smacked of superstition or soothsaying. "I would have thought," Sazed noted, "that you would no longer have this prejudice, considering our current enterprise." "I gather information, Sazed," she said. "Because of what it says of people, and because of what the past can teach us. However, there is... |
about it. That information, naturally, broke down and became legends, prophecies, and even religions. There will be, then, clues to our situation hidden in the past. This is not a matter of soothsaying, but of research." Sazed lay his hand on hers. "I think, perhaps, that this is something we cannot agree upon. Come, l... |
missing the same exact chunk. "Sazed. . ." Tindwyl said, her voice shaking just a bit. She held up a sheet of paper—one that had only half of the transcription on it, ending near the middle of the page. A hole had been torn directly in the middle of the page, removing the exact same sentence. "The rubbing!" Tindwyl sai... |
in Tindwyl's chair, pulling her legs up before her on the wooden seat. "Sazed," she asked, "how do you know if you're in love?" Sazed blinked. "I. . .I do not think I am one to speak on this topic, Lady Vin. I know very little about it." "You always say things like that," Vin said. "But really, you're an expert on just... |
martyrs of ourselves. We stand at the side, watching, thinking that we do the right thing by inaction. We fear pain—our own, or that of another." He squeezed her shoulder. "But. . .is that love? Is it love to assume for Elend that he has no place with you? Or, is it love to let him make his own decision in the matter?"... |
be glad she didn't hear you eavesdropping," Sazed said. "She is usually rather paranoid about such things." "Vin has a weak spot regarding Terris people," Tindwyl said with a wave of her hand. "We can likely thank you for that. She seems to give great value to your advice." "Such as it is." "I thought what you said was... |
it fits may seem very different," Sazed said. "Different in shape, different in function, different in design. The man who looks at them without knowledge of their true nature might think them opposites, for one is meant to open, and the other to keep closed. Yet, upon closer examination, he might see that without one,... |
was simply because they were both friends of his, and he wished to see them happy. Or perhaps there was something else. Those two were the best Luthadel had to offer. The most powerful Mistborn of the skaa underground, and the most noble leader of the aristocratic culture. They needed each other, and the Final Empire n... |
stood; it was a minor malady he'd always had, though it seemed to have grown worse during the last few years. He glanced over his shoulder as his vision cleared, toward where Allrianne slept in his bed. I should probably feel more guilty about her, he thought, smiling despite himself and reaching to put his vest and ja... |
a few years earlier would already have abandoned the city. Damn you, Kelsier, he thought as he pushed open the door. Sazed looked up with surprise from his table. The room was sparse, with several chairs and only two lamps. "You're early, Lord Breeze," Sazed said, standing quickly. "Of course I am," Breeze snapped. "I ... |
do Elend." Dockson thumped the table quietly with his fist. "It's not about who I like, Ham. It's about seeing that this damn kingdom Kelsier threw at us remains standing! We've spent a year and a half cleaning up his mess. Do you want to see that work wasted?" "Please, gentlemen," Sazed said, trying—without success—to... |
to break camp," Clubs finally said. "He's doing it subtly, but the signs are there." "So, he's coming for the city," Dockson said. "My men in Penrod's palace say the Assembly has been sending missive after missive to Straff, all but begging him to come take up occupation of Luthadel." "He's not going to take the city,"... |
said. "Perhaps he can be persuaded to treat the skaa with dignity." "And let twenty thousand koloss into the city?" Ham asked. "Breeze, have you ever seen what those things can do?" Dockson pounded the table. "I'm just giving options, Ham. What else are we going to do?" "Fight," Clubs said. "And die." The room fell sil... |
that Straff would pull back and give us to the koloss. Only Clubs figured that out." "My knowledge was general, Lord Breeze," Sazed said in his even voice. "It did not relate to the koloss specifically. I have thought for some time that this city would fall. In all honesty, I am deeply impressed with your efforts. This... |
Lord Hammond," Sazed said. Clubs chewed his lip in thought. "That boy won't be easily convinced to flee. He still thinks we can win this fight." "And we may yet," Sazed said. "My lords, my purpose is not to leave you without any hope at all. But, the dire circumstances, the likelihood of success. . ." "We know, Sazed,"... |
Ham seemed at peace, and even Clubs was nodding quietly to himself, looking satisfied as they talked through suggestions. The disaster was still coming. But, somehow, the possibility that some would escape—the youngest crewmembers, the ones still inexperienced enough to hope—made everything else a little easier to acce... |
the Lord Ruler, but she had. It soon became too dark even for Mistborn eyes, and she had to light a lantern. When she did, she was surprised to see that her footsteps weren't the only ones in the dust. Apparently, someone else had been haunting the corridors. However, whoever it was, she didn't encounter them as she wa... |
Elend was the one she wanted to be with. He represented peace. Happiness. Zane, however, represented what she felt she had to become. For the good of everyone involved. The Lord Ruler's palace held no clues or answers for her. A few moments later, frustrated and baffled at why she had even come, she left it behind, wal... |
His father had some few limitations. Straff was fine at large-scale planning, but the details—the subtleties—often got away from him. He could organize an army and crush his enemies. He, however, liked to play with dangerous tools. Like the atium mines at the Pits of Hathsin. Like Zane. Those tools often ended up burni... |
it protected—several vials of metal and a pouch filled with beads. Atium. He knelt there for a long moment. Then, he reached up to his chest, feeling the space just above his rib cages. Where his heart thumped. There was a large bump there. There always had been. He didn't think about it often; his mind seemed to get d... |
left him without a throne, and had left his city surrounded by enemies. If she really loved Elend—if she really loved the people of Luthadel—wouldn't she have done more? The pulsings thumped against her, like the beats of a drum the size of the sun. She burned bronze almost constantly now, listening to the rhythm, lett... |
him. Elend deserves someone better. He deserves. . .someone who shares his ideals. Someone who thinks he was right to give up his throne. Someone who sees more honor—and less foolishness—in that." "Either way," Zane said, stopping a short distance from her. "He cannot understand you. Us." Vin didn't reply. "Where would... |
me," she whispered. "What?" Zane asked incredulously. "When I attacked Cett," Vin said, "the others thought I was acting irrationally—and they were right. But Elend told them I had a good reason, even if he didn't know what it was." "So he's a fool," Zane said. "When we spoke later," Vin continued, not looking at Zane,... |
need it. Now." "Kandra," Zane said. "Come to me." OreSeur met her eyes, and she saw something within them. Shame. He glanced away, then padded across the floor, mist up to his knees, as he joined Zane in the center of the room. "No. . ." Vin whispered. "OreSeur—" "You will no longer obey her commands, TenSoon," Zane sa... |
she threw herself backward, Pushing against the window latches to scoot herself through the mists. She flared pewter, throwing herself up to her feet, trailing mist from the floor. It was up past her knees now. She glared at Zane, who looked back with a dark expression. Vin ducked forward, but Zane moved faster—moved f... |
Her addled mind struggled to connect ideas. Zane had duralumin. He'd used the metal, and had Pushed against one of the coins she'd shot at him. He must have Pushed behind himself as well, to keep from being forced backward as his weight met hers. And her own duralumin-enhanced Push had slammed her against the wall. She... |
above her, speaking through gritted teeth. "All that effort, wasted," he hissed. "Hiding an Allomancer in Cett's hirelings so that you would suspect him of attacking you at the Assembly. Forcing you to fight in front of Elend so that he'd be intimidated by you. Pushing you to explore your powers and kill so that you'd ... |
her feet as she realized that her atium reserve was gone. Burned away. But the bead had been so large. . .. "Did you think I'd give you the very weapon you needed to fight me?" Zane asked quietly. "Did you think I'd really give up atium?" "But—" "A lump of lead," Zane said, walking forward. "Plated with a thin layer of... |
as he ran toward her, dagger raised. She loosened her muscles and closed her eyes, listening to his footsteps. She felt the mist rise around her, churned by Zane's advent. She snapped her eyes open. He had the dagger raised; it glittered as it swung. Vin prepared to attack, but didn't think about the strike; she simply... |
said again. "How can I make the pain go away? Do you need another body?" TenSoon was quiet for a moment. "Yes." "Take Zane's," Vin said. "For the moment, at least." "He is dead?" TenSoon asked with surprise. He couldn't see, she realized. His neck is broken. "Yes," she whispered. "How, Mistress?" TenSoon asked. "He ran... |
TenSoon said. "Please, leave me. I have the other dog's bones in the closet. When you return, I will be gone." Vin rose, nodding. She left, then, pushing through the mists and seeking the hallway outside. Her wounds needed tending. She knew that she should go to Sazed, but somehow she couldn't force herself in that dir... |
"Now, Lady Vin," Sazed said, setting the bag down. "What would Master Kelsier think, seeing you in this condition? You ruin more clothing in this manner, I think. . .." "This isn't a time for levity, Sazed," Elend said. "I apologize, Your Majesty," Sazed said, carefully cutting the clothing away from Vin's shoulder. "H... |
system of bureaucratic rules. It is a good religion, one that focused on simple beauty found in nature." Vin looked at Elend. Her face was bloody, her hair a mess. "Now, see," he said. "Vin, don't you think that maybe this should wait until, you know—" "Elend?" she interrupted. "I love you." He froze. "Do you love me?"... |
Then he moved on to her cheek. "I feel like there should be a ceremony or something," Elend said. "I could give one, if you wish," Sazed said, "but I do not think you need one. I have known you both for some time, and am willing to give my blessing to this union. I simply offer counsel. Those who take lightly promises ... |
at Luthadel and the rise of the Well of Ascension are unrelated. However, from a larger view, they may be solutions to one another." Elend smiled. "Like the lock and the key." "Yes, Your Majesty," Sazed said, smiling. "Precisely like that." "It thumps," Vin whispered, eyes closing. "In my head. I can feel it." Sazed pa... |
revolution. Yet, what Sazed said made sense. For so long, we've been worrying about the small-scale. He glanced at Vin, feeling a surge of warmth and love. Maybe it's time I started listening to the things she's been trying to tell me. "Sazed," Elend said, a sudden thought occurring to him, "do you think that I could c... |
with renewed vigor. He held Vin tight, nodding good night to Sazed, then walking out toward his rooms. It seemed that everything had worked out fine in the end. Sazed stood slowly, watching the two leave. He wondered what they would think of him, when they heard of Luthadel's fall. At least they would have each other f... |
she'll find something in the mountains up there—some power, or perhaps some revelation, that will transform her into a divinity." Elend glanced at Vin. She looked down at the ground, hood down, still sitting quietly on her horse. "She's trying to follow her master, Elend," Tindwyl whispered. "The Survivor became a god ... |
thinking of the map Sazed had given them. It led straight into the Terris Mountains. They'd have to get supplies in Tathingdwen, and the snows would be high, but. . .well, that was a problem for another time. Vin smiled, and Elend walked over to pick up the package Tindwyl had left. It appeared to be a book of some sor... |
their way slowly through the city, Elend and Vin at the lead, Spook bringing their packhorses, Allrianne riding to the side. Elend kept his head up, but that only let him see the faces that poked out of windows and doorways as he passed. Soon, a small crowd was trailing them—and while he couldn't hear their whispers, h... |
away, disappearing faster than he could track. Soldiers fell, and Elend barely heard the plinging of metal against metal over the sound of wind and hoofbeats. He rode directly through the center of the chaotic group of men, many of them down and dying. Arrows began to fall, but Vin scattered these without even waving a... |
than beside Vin. As long as Allrianne didn't get too far away from the others, she would be safe. It was a quiet group that stood atop the wall with him, and for once, Breeze barely touched their emotions. Their solemnity seemed appropriate. The young Captain Demoux stood beside the aging Clubs, and the peaceful Sazed ... |
for one must learn to be inclusionary and accepting." Clubs waved a dismissive hand, turning to hobble toward the stairs. "Suit yourself. I have to go prepare my boys to die." Sazed watched him go, frowning. Breeze gave him a Soothing—taking away his self-consciousness—for good measure. "Don't mind him, Saze," Ham said... |
Straff croaked. "My lord?" a voice asked. Good. Someone was with him. "Amaranta," he said again. "Send for her." "Your mistress, my lord?" Straff forced himself to remain conscious. As he sat, his vision and balance returned somewhat. One of his door guards was at his side. What was the man's name? Grent. "Grent," Stra... |
slight glimpse of a bit of uncovered flesh beneath her bodice. He reached down and ripped off the side of her dress, exposing her skin. Her left breast—disgusting to him, for it sagged a slight bit—was scarred and cut, as if by a knife. None of the scars were fresh, but even in his addled state, Straff recognized Zane'... |
anyway, gulping it down between choking gasps for air, then let himself slip into unconsciousness. I have no doubt that if Alendi reaches the Well of Ascension, he will take the power and then—in the name of the presumed greater good—give it up. "ARE THOSE THE FELLOWS YOU want, Lady Cett?" Allrianne scanned the valley—... |
manipulate. Yes, Allrianne understood this concept quite well—for there were few things more quickly dismissed than a young, silly girl. "Halt!" a soldier said, riding up with an honor guard. They had swords drawn. "Step away from her, you!" Oh, honestly, Allrianne thought, rolling her eyes. She Rioted the group of sol... |
you gourmet foods before the day was through. Maybe I should have left you behind. Then, at least, I'd have known where you were—rather than worrying where you'd run off to next. You didn't bring that idiot Breeze back with you, did you?" "Father!" Allrianne said. "Breezy is a good man." "Good men die quickly in this w... |
Straff or those koloss. Not without access to the city walls and plenty of time to prepare. If we go back, it will be to help your Breeze's enemies." Allrianne shrugged. You can't help him if you're not there, Father, she thought. They're going to lose anyway—if you are in the area, then there's a chance you'll end up ... |
to read not only one, but all three volumes of Troubeld's Arts of Scholarship." Vin snorted, kneeling in the low tent as she pulled her belt tight; then she crawled over to him. "I don't know how you read while riding," she said. "Oh, it's quite easy—if you aren't afraid of horses." "I'm not afraid of them," Vin said. ... |
rest of us feel a little redundant, doesn't she?" Spook asked, stepping up beside Elend. "At times," Elend said with a smile. Spook shook his head. "Whatever I see or hear, she can sense better—and she can fight whatever it is that she finds. Every time I come back to Luthadel, I just feel. . .useless." "Imagine being ... |
said Grent the soldier, "who would dare betray you? Any man who tried would end up dead in his tent. General Janarle was most worried about your safety." Of course, Straff realized with shock. They don't know that Zane is gone. Why. . .if I did die, then everyone assumes that Zane would either take control himself, or ... |
last messenger." Well, that isn't a very good sign, Sazed thought slowly. Of course, there hadn't been very many good signs over the last few days. The city was on the edge of starvation, and their brief respite of warmth was over. It would snow this evening, if Sazed guessed right. That made him feel even more guilty ... |
numb fingers; his sense of touch, of course, was being siphoned into a tinmind. "How are the city defenses coming?" he asked as he struggled with the spoon. "Terribly," Clubs said. "Twenty thousand troops may sound like a lot—but try stringing them out through a city this big." "But the koloss won't have any siege equi... |
had carved. I saw the care you used. That shop was no simple front for you. You miss it, I know." Clubs didn't respond. "You must live as a soldier," Sazed said, pulling something from his sash with a weak hand. "But you can still dream like an artist. Here. I had this made for you. It is a symbol of the Dadradah faith... |
sight tinmind for just a moment, removing his spectacles as he looked around the awesome space. Enormous, rectangular stained-glass windows reached to the ceiling along both walls of the huge room. Standing at the side, Sazed was dwarfed by massive pillars that supported a small gallery that ran beneath the windows on ... |
stand out. "The nobility may not know warfare," Sazed said, "but they are experienced with command, I think." "True," Dockson said. "But so are we. That's why I want one of our people near each gate, just in case things go poorly and someone really competent needs to take command." Dockson pointed at the table, toward ... |
well prepared, I think." "Perhaps," Tindwyl said. She glanced back at the group around the table. "If it gives us something to do other than think about the inevitable, then preparation has not been wasted, I think." Sazed felt a chill. "Tindwyl," he said quietly. "Why did you stay? There is no place for you here." "Th... |
I have won't be enough to save them," Sazed whispered. "It was enough to save three of them, though," Tindwyl said. "You were wrong to send them away. . .but maybe you were right, too." Sazed just closed his eyes and held her, cursing her for staying, yet loving her for it all the same. At that moment, the wall-top war... |
to do. The fact that she didn't understand it didn't stop her from acknowledging that she had to try to accomplish it. She simply hoped that she'd know what to do when the time came. Though the thumpings were weaker, they were still there. They drew her forward. To the Well of Ascension. Behind her, she could feel the ... |
of believing they couldn't ever be together. She'd never trusted anyone this much. Not Kelsier, not Sazed, not Reen. Elend had everything. That knowledge made her tremble inside. If she lost him, she would lose herself. I mustn't think about that! she told herself, rising. She left the tent, quietly closing the flaps b... |
rock. "Like you." "You have your own skills." "Tin?" Spook asked. "Almost worthless. If I were Mistborn, I could do great things. Be someone important." "Being important isn't all that wonderful, Spook," Vin said, listening to the thumpings in her head. "Most of the time, it's just annoying." Spook shook his head. "If ... |
"Have them do the best they can," Dockson said. "You and Ham take Pewter Gate and Zinc Gate—looks like the koloss are going to hit here first. Clubs should bring in reinforcements." The two men nodded; then Dockson looked at Sazed. "You know where to go?" "Yes. . .yes, I think so," Sazed said, gripping the wall. In the... |
in their own way, to break into the city. The trees wouldn't be as effective as real battering rams—but then, the city gates weren't built to withstand a real battering in the first place. Those koloss are smarter than we give them credit for, he thought. They can recognize the abstract value of coins, even if they don... |
One was unoccupied, but cries came from the other two. The canvas outlined struggling, confused figures—one inside the larger tent, two inside the smaller one. The guards scrambled back, raising their arms to protect their eyes from the soot and sparks, their hands reaching for swords. Vin raised a fist toward them—and... |
abandoned that army without leadership or control outside the most populated city in the whole of the Final Empire." "Forgive me," Jastes said. Elend looked the man in the eyes. "I forgive you," he said quietly. Then, in one fluid stroke, he drew his sword and sheared Jastes's head from his shoulders. "But my kingdom c... |
attack Straff's army, El. It won't be there anymore." "What?" Vin asked. "I. . ." Spook looked away, shame showing in his face. I'm a coward. His words from earlier returned to her. "You knew," Vin said. "You knew the koloss were going to attack!" Spook nodded. "That's ridiculous," Elend said. "You couldn't have known ... |
take us a couple of days' hard riding. But an Allomancer with pewter can go faster than any horse over long distances." "I don't want to leave you," she whispered. "I know." It was still hard. How could she run off and leave him, when she'd only just rediscovered him? Yet, she could feel the Well of Ascension even more... |
would make the ash stick to his clothing, and his suit would be absolutely ruined. The suit will be ruined by your blood, Breeze, he told himself. The time for silliness is over. This is serious. Far too serious. How did you even end up here? He redoubled his efforts, Soothing a new group of soldiers. He was one of the... |
when I was younger," Clubs said. "Fighting rebellions in the distant dominances, warring against the nomads out in the barrens. The Lord Ruler was pretty good about keeping those conflicts quiet." "And. . .how did you do?" Breeze asked. "Were you often victorious?" "Always," Clubs said. Breeze smiled slightly. "Of cour... |
had! How dare they refuse my protection, refuse to let me help them! How dare they die. . . Her pewter was running low, and she was only a few hours into her run. True, she had probably covered an entire day's worth of walking in those few hours. Yet, somehow, she knew it wouldn't be enough. They were already dead. She... |
saw the splintered front of the gate. It's amazing they can maintain such rage for so long, he thought, ducking back. The creatures continued to howl and scream, like feral dogs. He sat back against the wet stone, shivering in the chill wind, his toes growing numb. He tapped his brassmind, drawing out the heat he'd sto... |
with ashen slush, then approached the group of people. There were even more of them than he had assumed; they extended back into the street a short distance. The hundred or so people stood huddled together, watching the gates through the falling snow, looking cold, and Sazed felt a little guilty for his brassmind's war... |
up, Sazed realized. Enough corpses must have piled below. And yet, to jump so high. . . More and more creatures were pulling themselves onto the top of the wall. They were the largest of the monsters, the ones over ten feet in height, but that only made it easier for them to sweep the archers out of their way. Men fell... |
her pocket and pulled out her last two vials. They had a mixture of all eight base metals, plus duralumin. Their pewter would keep her going for a little bit longer. . .. But not long enough. She was still hours away from Luthadel. Even with pewter, she wouldn't arrive until long after dark. She sighed, replacing her v... |
from their labors early. Vin shivered, walking up to one of the buildings, her tin-enhanced ears picking out sounds of talking inside. She paused, listening. Children laughed, and men spoke with gusto. She smelled what must have been the beginnings of the evening meal—a simple vegetable stew. Skaa. . .laughing, she tho... |
others in the hovel. Vin felt despair crawl back into her chest. What was she thinking? Even if the pewter were of the right alloy, it would take time to shave it and produce enough for her to use in running. Pewter burned relatively quickly. She'd need a lot of it. Preparing it could take almost as much time as simply... |
horseshoe to the ground behind her. "Yes," she said quietly, then Pushed off of the shoe. Immediately, she shot into the air at an angle. As she began to fall, she dropped another horseshoe. However, she waited until she was near the ground to Push against this one; she needed to keep herself going more forward than up... |
one Rashek. He hates all of Khlennium with the passion of envious youth. He hates Alendi even more acutely—though the two have never met—for Rashek feels betrayed that one of our oppressors should have been chosen as the Hero of Ages. STRAFF WAS ACTUALLY STARTING TO feel quite well as his army crested the last hill to ... |
snarl, but no breath came, and it instead thrashed about in frustration. Sazed forced himself to his feet, then hurled the creature toward its companions. With such unnatural strength, even a body eleven feet tall felt light in his fingers. It smashed into a pile of attacking koloss, forcing them backward. Sazed stood,... |
his ironmind further, draining its precious reserve at an alarming rate. He became so heavy he felt his own weight crushing him to the ground, and only his increased strength managed to keep him on his feet. Frustrated koloss pounded on the gate, but he held. Held them back, hands and chest pressed against the rough wo... |
a pile of corpses. "Lord Dockson says that. . ." He trailed off, noticing for the first time that Sazed's gate was closed. "How. . ." the man began. "Deliver your message, young man," Sazed said tiredly. "Lord Dockson says you won't get any reinforcements," the man said, reining in his horse. "Tin Gate has fallen, and—... |
gate—came up behind them. Breeze stumbled, falling in the snow. That other group. . .it came from the north! The creatures have infiltrated the city this far already? "Clubs!" Breeze said, turning. "We—" Breeze looked just in time to see a massive koloss sword sheer through Clubs's upraised arm, then continue on to hit... |
looking up as one of the massive, majestic stained-glass windows shattered. The others began to explode as well, broken by thrown rocks. A few large koloss jumped through the holes, landing on the shard-strewn marble floor. Even broken, the windows were beautiful, the spiked glass edges twinkling in the evening light. ... |
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