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still in the cavern's windless air. In the near distance, Spook could hear Sazed—with a large contingent of Goradel's men—working on their project to stanch the flow of water into the cavern. Spook approached Beldre quietly, carrying a mug of warmed tea. It almost seemed to burn his flesh, which meant that it would be ...
Spook sat, feeling frustrated with himself. Kelsier, tell me what to say! he thought. Yet, God remained silent. The Survivor didn't seem to have much advice about things that didn't relate to securing the city. It had all seemed so simple when Spook had given the order to capture her. Why, now, was he sitting here with...
his conferences." "Rumors," Spook said, "are rarely reliable." "You're a member of the Survivor's crew." Spook shrugged. "That's true. Though, I became a member by accident." She frowned, glancing at him. "Kelsier handpicked the others," Spook said. "Ham, Breeze, Sazed—even Vin. He chose my uncle too. And, by doing so,...
to treat you so," Beldre said. "No, it's all right," Spook said. "I've kind of enjoyed being up here. I feel like I've been able to do something, finally." She nodded. After a short time, she set down her cup, wrapping her arms around her knees. "What are they like?" she asked. "I've heard so many stories. They say tha...
transition will go smoothly." Beldre nodded, and she actually seemed to believe him. What kind of woman is still able to trust people after everything she's been through? If she'd been Vin, she would have stabbed him in the back at the first opportunity, and that would have probably been the right thing to do. Yet, thi...
off. See if you can get some of the goods out of the market, as well as keep people out of the streetslots. That, plus what you're doing for my reputation, will guarantee you the title you want." Durn nodded, rising. "Well, let's go work on that reputation, then." He led the way out of the back room, bringing Spook out...
Perhaps the visits to the bars had been fatiguing simply because he had something else he wished he could be doing. It was silly—she was his captive. He'd betrayed her trust. She was obviously just warming up to him in an effort to get him to let her go. Yet, he couldn't help thinking back to their conversation, going ...
had created together. It was the pact. And Preservation eventually broke it. WHEN VIN AWOKE, she was not surprised to find herself bound. She was surprised to feel that she was wearing metal manacles. The first thing she did—even before she opened her eyes—was reach inside for her metals. With steel and iron, perhaps s...
that all the scientists and philosophers were flat-out wrong. Yomen made a sharp gesture with one arm, still not turning from the sunset. A servant approached, bearing a cup for Vin. She eyed it uncertainly. "If I wanted to poison you, Lady Venture," Yomen said without turning, "I could do it without guile." Good point...
my earring? Even if it isn't made of useful metals, I might find a way to use it against him. Her instincts told her he was trying an old street ploy—kind of like throwing your enemy a dagger to make him attack. Yomen wanted to spring any traps she was planning. It seemed a silly move. How could he possibly hope to bes...
if it means my death." "Eventually, perhaps," Yomen said. "However, for now, the stall is effective. They say that you are a blunt woman, and appreciate brevity. Therefore, I will be straightforward with you. My purpose in capturing you was not to use you as leverage against your husband." "Is that so," she said flatly...
any harm. Chained, lacking offensive metals . . . she'd be a fool to attack. She also didn't trust Yomen's comments about keeping her alive so that she could "speak" in her defense. He was up to something. Yet, she couldn't fathom what it might be. Why leave her alive? He was too clever a man to lack a reason. Giving n...
amused him. It had never bothered him when he'd been an ordinary man, but now that he was Mistborn too, he found himself coveting her skill. And even with her skill, she had been captured. Elend tromped along, feeling a weight he couldn't shake. Everything just seemed wrong to him. Vin imprisoned, while he was free. Mi...
that's truly frightening. It was an odd realization. The deep truth was, he really did trust Vin as more than a person. She was more like a force. Almost a god, even? It seemed silly, thinking about that directly. She was his wife. Even if he was a member of the Church of the Survivor, it felt wrong to worship her, to ...
The first time, it had appeared to him in the wilderness of the Northern Dominance. The second time, it had stabbed him in the gut, leaving him to bleed to death. Yet, that had been an attempt to get Vin to take the power at the Well of Ascension and use it to heal Elend. The thing's intentions had been good, even if i...
said. The mist spirit began to wave its arms as it had before. "Close enough," Elend said, shivering. He glanced around, but could see nothing else in the mists. If the thing Vin had released was there, then it made no impression. Yet, Elend thought he could feel something different. A slight increase in wind, a touch ...
"The coins?" he asked, looking up. It pointed again. Elend reached into his sash. All that was there were his metal vials. He pulled one out. "Metals?" It waved vigorously. It just continued to wave and wave. Elend looked down at the vial. "I don't understand." The creature fell still. It was getting more and more vagu...
world was dying. Its gods had to die with it. SPOOK STOOD IN THE DARK CAVERN, looking at his board and paper. He had it propped up, like an artist's canvas, though he wasn't sketching images, but ideas. Kelsier had always outlined his plans for the crew on a charcoal board. It seemed like a good idea, even though Spook...
she said quietly, drifting forward. The gown really did look good on her, and Spook found it a little difficult to focus as she drew closer. She eyed his charcoal board, then frowned. "Is . . . that supposed to make any sense?" Spook shook himself free of his trance. The charcoal board was a mess of scratches and notat...
will." Beldre shook her head. "You promised not to hurt him. Remember?" "No," Spook said, raising a finger. "I promised to try to find another way. And, I don't intend to kill him. I just need to make him think that I'd kill him." Beldre fell silent again. His heart lurched. "I won't do it, Beldre," Spook said. "I won'...
see Spook giving orders to the soldiers. Spook had always been so quiet during the days of the original crew. And yet, Sazed was beginning to respect the boy too. Spook knew how to give orders in a way that Sazed could not, and he had shown remarkable foresight in his preparations in Urteau, as well as his plans to ove...
"Seems like a good thing to me. This city is on the edge of snapping, Saze. Just like Luthadel was when we took control." "Only the presence of Elend Venture kept that city from destroying itself," Sazed said quietly. "Kelsier's revolution could easily have turned into a disaster." "It will be all right," Spook said. S...
. I think I might have an answer." "Please." "Faith," Spook said, "means that it doesn't matter what happens. You can trust that somebody is watching. Trust that somebody will make it all right." Sazed frowned. "It means that there will always be a way," Spook whispered, staring forward, eyes glazed, as if seeing thing...
but she'd never tried something as delicate as ordering one to speak certain words. She tried forming those words in her head and getting them to the koloss, but all she sensed back was confusion. She'd have to work on that some more. And, as she considered, she wondered if getting a message to Elend would really be th...
burn out? All things end. Think of me as a caretaker—the one who watches the shop and makes certain that the lights are turned out, that everything is cleaned up, once closing time arrives." For a moment, he made her question. There was some truth in his words, and seeing the changes in the land these last few years—ch...
Ruin feels that he's accomplished something, Vin thought, he feels that he's overcome. Despite what he claims, he feels that he's won—that he's defeated something . . . but who or what? Us? We would be no adversary for a force like Ruin. A voice from the past seemed to whisper to her from long ago. What's the first rul...
keeping Ruin from destroying the world now, she thought. For all his words about stories and endings, he is not a force that would wait for an "appropriate" moment. There is more to this, more that I'm not understanding. What is holding him back? "I've come to you," Ruin said, "because I want you, at least, to watch an...
best I could do," Sazed said with a modest bow of the head. "The seals won't be perfectly tight, of course. However, that should matter little." "Men?" Spook said, turning to four of Goradel's soldiers. "You understand what you are to do?" "Yes, sir," the lead soldier said. "We wait for a messenger, then throw the leve...
looking proud. "We're ready, my lord." Breeze walked up beside him, shaking his head, dueling cane tapping the ground. He sighed. "Well, here we go again. . . ." The evening's occasion was a speech Quellion had been publicizing for some time. He had stopped executions recently, as if finally realizing that the deaths w...
to the words. Ash fell around him, dusting the crowd. Mists began to twist in the air. He listened, listened with ears no other man had. He used Allomancy's strange ability to filter and ignore—hearing through the chatter and whispers and shuffles and coughs, just as he could somehow see through the obscuring mists. He...
and Allrianne would be manipulating the crowd, keeping them from running away in a panic. Holding them there. So they could watch the show Spook was about to give. The guards at Quellion's side saw Spook too late. He dropped the first one easily, crushing the man's skull inside his helmet. Quellion screamed for more he...
yanking back again—harder this time, nearly ripping Quellion's shirt free as he threw the man down to the wooden platform. Quellion cried out in pain, and Spook raised his brutal weapon with both hands. Something sparked in the firelight. Spook barely felt the impact, though it shook him. He stumbled, looking down, see...
cringing at her bruised form. "Now, you must kill her," Kelsier said. Spook looked up, blood seeping from the cut on the side of his face, where the Thug had grazed him. Blood dripped from his chin. "What?" "You want power, Spook?" Kelsier said, stepping forward. "You want to be a better Allomancer? Well, power must co...
ripped open his shirt, exposing the mostly healed wound in his shoulder. A glimmer of metal still shone there, the tip of the sword. The sword that had passed through an Allomancer—killing the man—and then entered Spook's own body. Kelsier had told him to leave the broken shard there. As a symbol of what Spook had gone...
Spook glanced to the side. Beldre was kneeling beside her brother. She'd bound his wound, and then made a makeshift sling for his arm. Quellion glanced at Spook, looking dazed. As if he'd just awoken from a dream. Spook stumbled to his feet. "We won't abandon the city, Sazed." "But—" "No!" Spook said. "I ran from Lutha...
"I betrayed you," she said, looking down. "But, I didn't have a choice. I couldn't let you kill him. I . . ." "You did the right thing," Spook said. "Something . . . something was interfering, Beldre. It had your brother. It almost had me. I don't know. We have to keep walking, though. The lair is close. Just up the ra...
far too bright. The fires burned. The smoke was pungent. "No," Spook whispered, feeling fully lucid for the first time since the evening's violence had started. He pulled himself free of Sazed's grip and ran back toward the burning building. "Spook!" Two voices yelled in the night. Spook approached the flames. His brea...
of the city was a burned ruin. Those buildings that hadn't burned down were either abandoned or overcrowded—an odd mixture, in TenSoon's opinion. Apparently, noble homes were avoided, while skaa buildings were overpacked. More remarkable, however, were the canals. They had been refilled somehow. TenSoon sat on his haun...
. "Wha . . ." the soldier said, looking around to see if he were the victim of some joke. "I said," TenSoon repeated, "that I belong to no man. I am my own master." It was a strange concept—the weight of which, undoubtedly, the guard could never grasp. TenSoon, a kandra, was outside of the Homeland without a Contract. ...
from her?" "I lied to the guards," TenSoon said. "I've actually come searching for her. I bring news she needs to hear—news regarding the mists and ash." "Well, then, my dear man . . . um . . . I suppose I mean my dear doggie. Anyway, let us retire; you can talk to Sazed. He's far more useful than I am regarding these ...
Will you be starting out immediately? Or, will you be staying here to rest for a time?" What? TenSoon thought. Sazed hadn't even twitched at the mention of religious matters. It didn't seem like him at all. Yet, Sazed continued speaking, as if TenSoon hadn't just hinted at one of the greatest religious secrets of their...
blows felt weak without pewter, but it was the best she could manage. She scrambled past the second guard in line, then slammed her shoulder into the stomach of the third. She didn't weigh much, but it was enough to get him to drop his staff—which she immediately grabbed. Ham had spent a long time training her with the...
from the city: the first would be to find some metals, the second would be to take Yomen captive. She planned to try both. She yanked her greased hands free from the manacles, which had been fastened to her arms when they were squirming and flexed. She ignored the pain and the blood as the manacles scraped her hands, t...
in your cell. I have been . . . distracted." Elend, Vin thought. What has he been doing? I feel so blind! She glanced at Ruin, who stood on the other side of the bench, shaking his head as if he understood far more than he was telling her. She turned back to Yomen. "I still don't understand," she said. "Time for what?"...
"However, we both knew that it's a bit hard to play the diplomat when you camp an army outside of someone's city." "You admit to being conquerors, then," Yomen said. "You are more honest than your husband." "Elend is more sincere than either of us, Yomen," Vin snapped. "Just because he interprets things differently fro...
that died? One that the Lord Ruler himself struck down?" "You do it," Vin said. "You're still worshipping the Lord Ruler." "He's not gone," Yomen said. Vin paused. "No," Yomen said, apparently noting her confusion. "I haven't seen or heard of him since his disappearance. However, neither do I put any credence in report...
staring into empty space. "Why?" Ruin asked. "Why don't you want them worshipping you? All of those happy skaa? Looking toward you for hope?" "The Lord Ruler must be behind all of this," Yomen mused out loud. "That means that he wanted the world to see you as his killer. He wanted the skaa to worship you." "Why?" Ruin ...
place in your theology. That's why you kept me alive, and that's why you risk bringing me in here to talk. You need information only I can give—you have to get testimony from me in a trial of sorts because you want to know what happened that night. So you can try to convince yourself that your god still lives." Yomen d...
worthless!" Vin frowned. "Worthless? It's the single most valuable commodity in the Final Empire!" "Oh?" Yomen asked. "And how many people are there around to burn it? How many noble houses remain to play petty politics and vie for power by showing how much atium they can leach from the Lord Ruler? The value of atium w...
wanted him to learn by pointing at his vial of metals? Beside him, Ham was regarding the mass of new koloss. To the side of the army, his other koloss sat—still under his control. Though he had grown increasingly adept at keeping a hold on the creatures, it was still nice to be back close to them. It made him feel more...
road, buried in ash." Elend closed his eyes. But Ham wasn't done. "There are tales of cities swallowed by the rumbling earth," Ham said, voice almost a whisper. "King Lekal and his city fell to lava from one of the ashmounts. We haven't heard from Janarle in weeks; his entire retinue seems to have vanished, and the Nor...
a Misting—a Seeker. Allomancy, however, was a different thing in those days, and much more rare. The Allomancers alive in our day are the descendants of the men who ate those few beads of Preservation's power. They formed the foundation of the nobility, and were the first to name him emperor. The power in these few bea...
a hero to the people of an entire city. She sits and hopes, having faith that he will recover, Sazed thought. Yet, upon seeing him, the first thing I thought of was how relieved I was that he wasn't a Pewterarm. Had Sazed really become that callous? Just two years before, he had been willing to fall hopelessly in love ...
page, and finally, the depression he'd been fighting—barely holding at bay for so long—was too strong for him to overcome. The portfolio had been his final line of defense. It was pain. That's what the loss felt like. Pain and numbness at the same time; a barb-covered wire twisting around his chest combined with an abs...
any other? Shouldn't my knowledge have protected me?" And yet, his faith had made him even more susceptible. That's what trust is, Sazed thought. It's about giving someone else power over you. Power to hurt you. That's why he'd given up his metalminds. That's why he had decided to sort through the religions one at a ti...
not, the one who pointed out Lady Vin as the Hero of Ages? That, then, is your title." Sazed fell to his knees, slapping his tome—the one he had written with Tindwyl—on the floor before him. He flipped through the pages, locating one in particular, penned in his own hand. I thought myself the Holy Witness, it said, the...
monster, but he was not an evil man. He didn't kill his friends, though he did recognize the threat their powers posed to him. So, he offered them a bargain, speaking directly to their minds while he was holding the power of creation." "What bargain?" Breeze asked, obviously confused. "Immortality," TenSoon said quietl...
him. It was much easier for Ruin to get a hold on people who were passionate and impulsive than it was for him to hold on to people who were logical and prone to working through their actions in their minds. "WHAT I DON'T UNDERSTAND," Vin said, "is why you chose me. You had a thousand years and hundreds of thousands of...
"But a thousand years is not much time. Not much time at all. Besides, I couldn't refuse to help Rashek. I help everyone, for my power is a tool—the only tool by which things can change." It's all ending, Vin thought. It really is. I don't have time to sit and wait. I need to do something. Vin stood, causing Ruin to gl...
that simple, someone other than yourself would have discovered it." "Most Allomancers are too weak to manage it," Vin said. "You need to use a metal that enhances your power." "There is no such metal." "You know of aluminum?" Yomen paused, but Vin could see in his eyes that he did. "Duralumin is the Allomantic alloy of...
what to do with it." "Fine," Vin said. "But, you yourself just said that I was connected to all of this. It's all connected, Yomen. The mists, the koloss, me, you, the storage caverns, the ash . . ." He flinched slightly as Vin mentioned that last one. "The ash is getting worse, isn't it?" she asked. "Falling more thic...
the map. She quickly made her five marks again. With each one, her hand grew more tense. Each cavern was in a rocky area, near metal mines. Even Luthadel bore rich mineral deposits. Lore said that the Lord Ruler had constructed his capital in that location because of the mineral content in the area, particularly the gr...
Looking at the emotions that had affected her, she could see Ruin's plan, the way he had manipulated her, the way he thought. Ruin wanted the atium! And, with a chill of terror, Vin realized that she had led him right to it. No wonder he was so smug before! Vin thought. No wonder he assumed that he'd won! Why would a g...
. . . lord?" Yomen finally said. "You are, of course, welcome to anything I possess. But, there was no atium in the storage cache. Just the seven beads I had gathered myself, held as a reserve for the Canton of Resource." Vin opened her eyes. "What?" "Impossible!" Marsh roared. "But, you told the girl earlier that you ...
many koloss upon the city," she said. "He's trying to intimidate you, Yomen. And you should listen. Would you still obey this creature, this Inquisitor? He disdains you. He wants you to die. Join with us instead." Yomen frowned. "You could fight him with me," Vin said. "You're an Allomancer. These monsters can be defea...
and keep him occupied. ". . . AND THAT'S WHY YOU ABSOLUTELY must get that message sent, Spook. The pieces of this thing are all spinning about, cast to the wind. You have a clue that nobody else does. Send it flying for me." Spook nodded, feeling fuzzy. Where was he? What was going on? And why, suddenly, did everything...
soothingly. "We'll do that as soon as you are better." "Listen to me, Breeze," Spook said, staring up at the ceiling, unable to do much more than twitch. "Something was controlling me and the Citizen. I saw it—the thing that Vin released at the Well of Ascension. The thing that is bringing ash down to destroy us. It wa...
they were difficult to control, even when he suppressed them. Allomancy not only provided a spectacular new ability without that drawback, it offered a mystical power he could use to bribe kings to his side. ELEND STOOD UPON A SMALL ROCK outcropping to look over his troops. Below, the koloss stalked forward, stomping a...
smiled. "Cett's going to be furious." Elend shrugged. "He's a paraplegic. What's he going to do? Bite us? Come on, let's get down off this rock and go deal with Luthadel." "They're pulling back, my lord," the soldier said. Vin sighed in relief. Ruin stood, expression unreadable, hands folded behind his back. Marsh stoo...
is my order," Marsh said. Yomen stood quietly for a moment. "Yomen . . ." Vin said, crawling to her knees. "Don't you see that he's manipulating you?" Yomen didn't respond. He looked troubled. What would make him even consider an order like that? "You see," Ruin whispered. "You see my power? You see how I manipulate ev...
child," Ruin said, stepping up next to her. "But you are the one who has been played. The koloss who serve you, they get their strength from my power. You think that I would let you control them if it weren't for my eventual gain?" Vin felt a moment of chill. Oh, no. . . . Elend felt a terrible ripping sensation. It wa...
disappeared in the chaos of her escape. Perhaps he was out overseeing the control of the koloss. Yomen seemed indecisive. "I . . . No. I will not lose faith. I must be strong." Vin gritted her teeth, climbing to her feet. Nearly as frustrating as Elend is at times, she thought, scrambling over to Marsh's body. She reac...
taken control of a group of koloss. She Pushed, Pushed with everything she had. In a burst of power, she came close to seizing control of Marsh's body, but not close enough. The wall within his mind was too strong, and she only had one vial's worth of metal to use. The wall shoved her back. She cried out in frustration...
meant that they had a small hill for defense and didn't have to fight in ash. A group of his Coinshots—he only had ten—stood firing wave after wave of coins into the main bulk of the koloss, and archers threw similar volleys. The main line of soldiers was supported by Lurchers from behind, who would Pull on koloss weap...
amazed at the creature who ran beneath him. When Sazed had first decided to go with TenSoon south, he had despaired at making the trip. Ash fell like the snows of a blizzard, and it had piled terribly high in most places. Sazed had known travel would be difficult, and he'd feared slowing TenSoon, who could obviously tr...
were made third and last, as the Lord Ruler's power waned." Sazed frowned, leaning low as the horse ran beneath some skeletal tree branches. "What is different about you?" "We have more independence of will than the other two," TenSoon said. "We only have two spikes in us, while the others have more. An Allomancer can ...
it does not. That is, I suppose, what separates the Homeland from the Pits of Hathsin. Either way, the entrance to my people's caverns is right there." Sazed turned with a start. "Where?" "That depression in the ash," TenSoon said, nodding his large head toward it. "Good luck, Keeper. I have my own duties to attend to....
Keeper of Terris, and I have been sent to speak with the First Generation." Both kandra guards started. "You don't have to let me pass," Sazed said. "Of course, if you don't take me into your Homeland, then I'll have to leave and tell everyone on the outside where it is. . . ." The guards turned to each other. "Come wi...
last few days, just as she'd tried during the days following the Lord Ruler's death. She'd never been able to access even a hint of that power. It struck like a thunderclap. A massive, overpowering quake rolled across the land. The rock ledges around Fadrex broke, some of them tumbling to the ground. Vin remained on he...
burn atium and protect himself. Later, he'd been able to get her to reveal her hand, to attack and show him what she was planning, so that he could defuse it in a situation where he was in power. Could she do the same to Ruin? That thought mixed with another one. Both times when the mists had helped her, they had come ...
the city to gather some horseshoes. A few moments later, she was shooting through the ashy air toward Luthadel, a maelstrom of metal around her. Elend stood silently behind, on the rock ledge, watching her go. Now, she thought to Ruin, who she knew was watching her carefully, even though he hadn't revealed himself sinc...
"Um . . ." "Can I assume from your hesitance that you are still forbidden to harm, or at least kill, a human?" Sazed asked. "We follow the First Contract." "Ah," Sazed said. "Very interesting. And, with whom did you make the First Contract?" "The Father." "The Lord Ruler?" Sazed asked. The kandra nodded. "He is, unfort...
aristocratic ones with the twinkling bones. Some attendants had set up a small table for Sazed, and he seated himself as the kandra nobles spoke together in anxious whispers. Carefully, Sazed placed his pack on the table and began to remove his metal-minds. Small rings, smaller earrings and studs, and large bracers soo...
strict count, there were around three hundred." "And?" KanPaar asked. "Do you know how many of these survived until this day?" Sazed asked. "None?" "One," Sazed said, holding up a finger. "Yours. The Terris religion. Do you think it a coincidence that the religion you follow not only still exists, but also foretells th...
looked odd on the creatures. In addition, beneath their translucent skin, he could see that they had white, normal skeletons. "Human bones?" Sazed asked as the elderly creatures made their way forward, walking with canes. "Our own bones," one of them said, speaking with a tired near-whisper of a voice. "We hadn't the s...
command came wordlessly, but Marsh reacted instantly. And Ruin was back, controlling his body. With effort, Marsh retained some small control of his mind, though only because Ruin seemed distracted. Marsh started dropping coins, Pushing off them, using and reusing them in the same way Vin used horseshoes. Horseshoes—wh...
swung for the man's head, intending to take it off with a single sweep of the axe, but the soldier rolled in the ash, whipping a dagger from his boot and swiping in an attempt to hamstring Marsh. A clever move, which would have left Marsh on the ground, healing power or not. However, Marsh tapped speed. He suddenly mov...
the darkness. " 'Vin,' " he read. " 'My mind is clouded. A part of me wonders what is real anymore. Yet, one thing seems to press on me again and again. I must tell you something. I don't know if it will matter, but I must say it nonetheless. " 'The thing we fight is real. I have seen it. It tried to destroy me, and it...
health and food. Provide those two things, and you will be victorious." Elend smiled, recognizing the reference. Trentison's Supplying in Scale. A few years earlier, he would have agreed with Yomen, and the two would probably have spent the afternoon discussing the philosophy of leadership in Yomen's palace. However, E...
part rebel, part nobleman, part Mistborn, and part soldier. Sometimes, I don't even know myself. I had a devil of a time getting all those pieces to work together. And, just when I'm starting to get it figured out, the world up and ends on me. Ah, here we are." Yomen's infirmary was a converted Ministry building—which,...
in the city was to have been exposed to the mists. Now your son will take a bed that we may need for wounded soldiers." The woman slumped down, still crying. Yomen sighed, though Elend could see the concern in the man's eyes. Yomen was not a heartless man, just a pragmatic one. In addition, his words made sense. It was...
of you get sick?" Elend asked. "When I made you stand out in the mists? Please, I must know!" Slowly, the man with one arm raised his remaining hand. "I was taken, my lord. I'm sorry. This wound is probably punishment for—" Elend cut the man off, rushing forward, pulling out his spare metal vial. "Drink this," he comma...
SAZED TAPPED HIS PEN against the metal paper, frowning slightly. "Very little of this last chunk is different from what I knew before," he said. "Ruin changed small things—perhaps to keep me from noticing the alterations. It's obvious that he wanted to make me realize that Vin was the Hero of Ages." "He wanted her to r...
have a shared, and true, root? "They created the world," Sazed said. "Then left?" "Not immediately," Haddek said. "But, here is the trick, young one. They had a deal, those two. Preservation wanted to create men—to create life capable of emotion. He obtained a promise from Ruin to help make men." "But at a cost," one o...
accept the things Preservation has taught us." It wasn't enough for Sazed. However, for the moment, he decided to move on. He didn't have all the facts about the Terris religion yet. Perhaps once he had them, he would be able to sort this all out. "You spoke of the prison of Ruin," Sazed said. "Tell me how this relates...
kandra looked past Sazed. He frowned, turning to follow their eyes. They were looking toward the metal dais. Slowly, Sazed stood, walking across the stone floor. The dais was large—perhaps twenty feet across—but not very high. He stepped onto it, causing one of the kandra behind him to gasp. Yet, none of them called ou...
nodded. "We were to gather all of it we could. What didn't end up in our hands, the Mistborn burned away. Some of the houses kept small stockpiles, but the Father's taxes and fees kept most of the atium flowing back to him as payments. And, eventually, almost all of it ended up here." Sazed looked down. Such a fortune,...
never know. Part of me still finds what he did regrettable. During the thousand-year reign of the Lord Ruler, how many people were born, Snapped, lived, and died never knowing that they were Mistings, simply because their metals were unknown? Of course, this did give us a slight advantage, at the end. Ruin had a lot of...
was poetic or ominous that it was raining this night. There had been another night when she had visited Kredik Shaw in the rain. A part of her still thought she should have died that night. She landed on the street, then stood upright, her tasseled mistcloak falling around her, hiding her arms and chest. She stood quie...
killed with Elend had ten. Marsh appeared to have upward of twenty. He growled softly. And the fight began. Vin flung back her cloak, spraying water from the tassels, and Pushed herself forward. Thirteen Inquisitors hurtled through the night sky toward her. Vin ducked a flight of axe swings, then slammed a Push toward ...