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to your enemy, Elend," Cett said. "You should have known how you would react, and planned so that you could avoid this very situation! Hell, boy, every leader has weaknesses—the ones who win are the ones who learn how to smother those weaknesses, not give them fuel!" When Elend didn't respond to that, Cett simply sighe... |
the inner dominances. He sighed, climbing from his horse and handing the beast off to an aide, then followed Cett into the command tent. The servants sat Cett in a chair, then retreated, leaving the two of them alone. Cett glanced up at Elend, looking troubled. "Did that fool Ham tell you about the news from Luthadel?"... |
resting his muscular arms across its back. "It's just a rumor moving through the camp, El." "Soldiers," Cett said. "They're all the same—superstitious as housewives." Ham nodded. "Some of them have gotten it into their heads that the men who got sick from the mists were being punished." "Punished?" Elend asked. "For wh... |
he would become. Could he really justify invading Fadrex, slaughtering its armies and pillaging its resources, all ostensibly in the name of protecting the people of the empire? Could he dare do the opposite: back away from Fadrex, and leave the secrets in that cavern—the secrets that could potentially save the entire ... |
He's behind the sickness, my lord. I know he is. He saw those who lacked faith, and he cursed them." "That isn't what I meant, Demoux," Elend said. "I was implying that Kelsier wanted us to suffer this setback, but not that he was targeting specific individuals." "Either way, my lord, you said the words." Elend waved h... |
the sickness," Elend noted. "True," Demoux said, looking up. "So . . . maybe there's hope for me." "That wasn't supposed to be a comforting comment, Demoux. I still don't accept all of this. Perhaps there are oddities, but your interpretation is based on speculation. Why would the Survivor be displeased with you? You'r... |
Demoux. That was when the shouting started. Hemalurgic decay was less obvious in Inquisitors that had been created from Mistborn. Since they already had Allomantic powers, the addition of other abilities made them awesomely strong. In most cases, however, Inquisitors were created from Mistings. It appears that Seekers,... |
seconds, they had a force of some thirty riders galloping straight at her. Vin stared them down. Then she jumped. She didn't need steel to get herself high—her pewter-enhanced muscles were enough for that. She crested the lead soldier's spear, feeling it pass through the air beneath her. Ash swirled in the morning mist... |
screamed, the improvised weapon scattering them to the ground. The canvas ripped, and the stakes pulled free, but the damage was done—those in front tripped those behind, and men tumbled beside their beasts. Vin downed another vial to replenish her steel. Then she Pulled, whipping another tent toward her. As it grew cl... |
on. She couldn't leave it on while burning duralumin—otherwise, her tin would burn away in a single flash, leaving her blinded. But, she'd effectively done the same thing by turning it off. She Pulled herself down from her duralumin Push to land maladroitly atop a nearby roof. She crouched as she scanned the misty air.... |
troops were distracted. The daymists had kept his men from seeing what was going on until it was too late. Elend himself had felt the deaths, but had misinterpreted them as koloss sensing the battle. "Caves in the back of those cliffs," Ham said, poking at a bit of charred wood. "Yomen probably had the trebuchets store... |
forward, approaching Vin, who stood at the very edge of the cliff. Being up so high still made him a bit uncomfortable. Yet, she barely even noticed the sheer drop in front of her. "I should have been able to help you regain control of them," she said quietly, staring out into the distance. "Yomen distracted me." "He d... |
said. She could see corpses lying about, forgotten in the ash save for the ritual flaying that was the koloss form of burial. Several koloss still worked, moving between bodies, ripping off the skin. "We take care of them," Human said. "Yes," Vin said. "You pull their skin off. Why do you do that, anyway?" "They are de... |
sense to stay out of the way of an enraged koloss of Human's size. Vin followed carefully as Human approached one of the dead bodies of a koloss who still wore his skin. Human didn't rip the skin off, however, but flung the corpse over his shoulder and took off running toward Elend's camp. Uh, oh, Vin thought, dropping... |
the complete horror of what was happening occur to her. "Lord Ruler," she whispered. "You were going to turn them into koloss, weren't you? That's where you come from. That's why there are no koloss children." "I am human," the large beast said quietly. Hemalurgy can be used to steal Allomantic or Feruchemical powers a... |
given him pewter. Could he, perhaps, bless Spook with iron and steel as well? A man directed the line of working figures. His name was Franson; he was the one who had asked Spook to rescue his sister. The execution was only a day away. Soon, the child would be thrown into a burning building of her own, but Spook was wo... |
weaknesses, something to help him beat the man. Durn had only said one thing in response to this. Count the skulls. Spook had never had the chance to investigate that tip. He knew Durn would probably explain himself if pushed, but they both seemed to understand something important. Spook needed to see it for himself. H... |
Breeze smiled, then stood and made his way over to join them. Sazed remained where he was, a mug of untouched wine on the table before him. In his opinion, there was an obvious reason why the skaa were no longer afraid to go out in the mists. Their superstitions had been overcome by something stronger: Kelsier. The one... |
it," Sazed said. "Why do you care?" another asked. "Why does Venture's son even want Urteau?" "Two reasons," Sazed said. "First, because of the resources it offers. I cannot go into details, but suffice it to say that your city is very desirable for economic reasons. The second reason, however, is equally important. Lo... |
has come to overthrow Quellion? Maybe we should listen to these men." "If the Survivor is here to overthrow Quellion," another man said, "then he won't need the help of these types. They just want the city for themselves." "Excuse me," Sazed said. "But . . . might we meet this new Survivor?" The group of men shared loo... |
of his fear of complacency? He made his way through the thin forest cover, over hills, hoping that the blanket of ash wouldn't make it too difficult for him to navigate. The falling ash did affect the kandra people—it affected them greatly. They had legends about this exact event. What good was the First Contract, what... |
organs, then re-forming them with the spikes piercing them. Immediately, he felt power wash through him. His body became stronger. It was more than the simple adding of muscles—he could do that by re-forming his body. No, this gave each muscle an extra innate strength, making them work much better, much more powerfully... |
remember who they were, but gain new Allomantic abilities." "Our experience with Marsh proves that as well," Ham said. "He remembered who he was, even after he had all of those spikes driven through his body. And he gained the powers of a Mistborn when he became an Inquisitor." "Excuse me," Cett said, "but will someone... |
to make an Inquisitor, the Canton of Inquisition had to get a whole group of Allomancers, then combine their powers into one." Again, silence in the room. Vin pulled her legs up, wrapping her arms around her knees. She didn't like talking about Inquisitors. "Lord Ruler!" Ham swore quietly. "That's it! That's why the In... |
make a creature with the strength of two men, but the mind of neither." "A third art," Ham said, looking up. "A third way to use the metals. There is Allomancy, which draws power from the metals themselves. There is Feruchemy, which uses metals to draw power from your own body, and there is . . ." "Marsh called it Hema... |
done frequently, back when he spent more time on scholarship. He wasn't addressing Cett's questions. He was speaking his own concerns, following his own logical path. "This war we're fighting," Elend continued, "it isn't just about soldiers. It isn't just about koloss, or about taking Fadrex City. It's about the sequen... |
time to learn to trust the mistfallen again." Mistfallen, Vin thought. Interesting name. Elend looked down at her, and she knew what he was thinking. The ball at the Canton of Resource was only a few days away. If Elend's plan went well, then perhaps they wouldn't have to attack Fadrex. Vin didn't have great hopes for ... |
a capable Mistborn, with tin to enhance his ears that let him hear even the softest footsteps approaching. "You talked to the messenger?" she asked as he put his arm around her, still looking up at the night sky. Ash fell around them. A couple of Elend's soldier Tineyes passed on patrol, carrying no lights, silently wa... |
them, and Elend had committed himself to Fadrex. If they failed here, there would be nowhere else to go. Eventually, Elend squeezed her shoulder, then walked off into the mists to check on some of the guard posts. Vin remained alone, staring up at those watch fires, feeling a worrisome sense of foreboding. Her thoughts... |
is an evolution of the Survivor legend that I never anticipated. I knew that they might deify him—in fact, that was almost inevitable. However, since Kelsier was once an 'ordinary' person, those who worship him can imagine other people achieving the same status." Breeze nodded distractedly. Allrianne stood beside him, ... |
the wealthier section of Urteau. Below, the Citizen's procession was approaching; Spook watched it through cloth-wrapped eyes. It had taken many coins—nearly the last of what he'd brought with him from Luthadel—to bribe out the location of the executions sufficiently in advance so that he could get into position. He co... |
as he dropped the last few steps. He hit the dusty floor, and his enhanced ears heard Quellion begin to rant up above. The skaa crowds were murmuring. The flames had started. There, in the darkened basement of the building, Spook found a section of the wall already open, a secret passageway leading from the building ne... |
their swords. Smoke began to creep in along the ceiling, spreading like a dark black mist. Prisoners cringed, confused. Spook dashed forward, spinning as he swung both of his canes at one of the soldiers. The man took the bait, sidestepping Spook's attack, then lunging forward. In an ordinary fight, Spook would have be... |
before the bar fell on the other side. "That's the only way out! You'll get us—" Spook broke the man's knees with a single crack of the dueling cane. The soldier screamed, falling to the ground. Flames burned on three of the walls, now. The heat was already intense. The bar clicked into place on the other side of the d... |
done preparing, Breeze," she snapped. "These things require—" "Wait," Sazed said, raising a hand. He frowned, watching the building. One of the building's boarded windows—one high in a peaked attic section on top of the roof itself—seemed to be shaking. "Look!" Sazed said. "There!" Breeze raised an eyebrow. "Perhaps ou... |
had to get himself to safety. As soldiers marched away, Breeze turned an eye toward Sazed. "Well," he noted, "that was somewhat unexpected." I think that the koloss were more intelligent than we wanted to give them credit for being. For instance, originally, they used only spikes the Lord Ruler gave them to make new me... |
was obviously a priority—and keeping the city clean could wait for later, if there was a later. There were far more trash heaps now, and mounds of ash—which would have once been scraped into the river at the center of the city—slumped in alleys and against buildings. Marsh felt himself begin to smile at the beauty of t... |
be his final message to the rebellion. They'd burst through the door, moving more quickly than Marsh could react. They gave him no option. They'd simply slammed him down against the ground, then thrown a screaming woman on top of him. Then, the Inquisitors had pounded a spike right through her heart and into Marsh's ey... |
It was harder than it seemed. He had to make sure to strike with the axe in ways that Penrod could block. Several times, he had to tap speed from one of his spikes—which doubled as a Feruchemical metalmind—to suddenly inch his axe in the right direction, lest he accidentally behead the king of Luthadel. Yet, Marsh did ... |
powers. The best Allomancer might not be the most powerful, but instead the one who can best manipulate the Pushes and Pulls of metals. The best Feruchemist is the one who is most capable of sorting the information in his copperminds, or best able to manipulate his weight with iron. The art that is unique to Hemalurgy,... |
he could raise the alarm in a heartbeat. Their best chance was the ball. Yomen's defenses, and his Mistborn, would be focused on their master, keeping him safe. They landed in the courtyard, causing carriages to stop and guards to turn in shock. Vin glanced to Elend in the misty darkness. "Elend," she said quietly, "I ... |
the nobility preferred for forming separate little groups where they could gossip. "Looks like there are other party rooms," Elend said, nodding to several corridors leading from the main "ballroom." People were trailing in and out of them. "Places for people to go if they feel too crowded," Vin said. "This is going to... |
Yomen, she would have ordered a few particular soldiers to keep watch on her, just to make certain that she didn't stray anywhere sensitive. Yet, none of the men seemed to be all that focused on her. As the hour passed, she grew more and more frustrated. Was Yomen really so incompetent that he wouldn't keep watch on a ... |
there, but then wait until I approach them. Also, please send a messenger to Elend. Tell him I need another half hour." Slowswift nodded to the cryptic comment, and Vin smiled as her shadows trailed closer. "I hope you feel better soon," she said, putting on a fond smile. "Thank you, my dear," Slowswift said, coughing ... |
that Vin had apparently decided to spend an indeterminate amount of time outside, staring at the mists. Those inside wouldn't expect her to return anytime soon. A few moments after the second messenger returned to the party, a man rushed out and approached one of the tables. "You have to come hear this!" he whispered t... |
simply sat at his table, his thoughtful eyes set in a bald, tattooed head, the single bead of atium tied to his forehead sparkling in the lantern-light. The rest of the crowd was reacting just as Elend had expected. Conversations had died, and people had rushed in, packing into the main ballroom to watch the confrontat... |
you can end the fight for this city before it really begins. Each spike, positioned very carefully, can determine how the recipient's body is changed by Hemalurgy. A spike in one place creates a monstrous, near-mindless beast. In another place, a spike will create a crafty—yet homicidal—Inquisitor. Without the instinct... |
She carefully—and slowly—Soothed the emotions of the two soldiers. She heard them settle back, leaning against the side of the corridor. Then, she Rioted their sense of boredom, tugging on that single emotion. She peeked around the corner again, keeping the pressure on, waiting. One of the men yawned. A few seconds lat... |
it is, then, she thought. However, this was going to be a little more difficult. She closed her eyes, listening carefully. She could hear both groups of soldiers, but there seemed to be something else. Other groups in the distance. Vin picked one of these and begin to Pull with a powerful Riot of emotions. Soothing and... |
lot of effort to even get it that far. He must have known it was here, Vin thought, standing up straight. But . . . why break it open like this? He has a Mistborn who could have opened the door with a Steelpull. Heart fluttering in anticipation, Vin slipped through the opening and into the silent storage cache. She imm... |
. . Of course, those discussions probably would have ended up with Elend in the hands of the Steel Inquisitors for being a revolutionary. Still, he had to admit that Yomen was no fool. He knew his history and his politics—he just happened to have completely erroneous beliefs. Another day, Elend would have been happy to... |
side. Elend grunted, blood hot on his skin, and he looked into Yomen's eyes. The king pulled the knife free, easily dodging Elend's counterstrike. It was almost like . . . Elend burned electrum, giving himself a bubble of false atium images. Yomen hesitated immediately, looking confused. He's burning atium, Elend thoug... |
brought into the massive room. She'd Pushed and she'd Pulled, trying to force her way out. However, she'd soon realized that the broken stones she'd seen on the outside—the work project she'd assumed had been used to open the door—had actually had a different purpose. Yomen had apparently removed the metal plates insid... |
as she soared through the air, her daggers out. And she recognized his face. Reen. A man with a given power—such as an Allomantic ability—who then gained a Hemalurgic spike granting that same power would be nearly twice as strong as a natural unenhanced Allomancer. An Inquisitor who was a Seeker before his transformati... |
fond embrace, but I did at least expect you to recognize me." Vin ignored the complaints. Reen, then Breeze, had taught her too well. She'd know Reen if she saw him. "I need information," she said. "About one of your kind. He is called TenSoon, and he returned to your Homeland a year ago. He said he was going to be put... |
pulses didn't let her see him, but they did tell her exactly where he was. That would be enough of an edge. She was wrong. He dodged her just as easily as he had before. Vin fell still. Tin, she thought. He can hear me coming. So, she kicked over a storage shelf, then attacked again as the crash of the falling shelf ec... |
end? "There is no need to hasten that end," Vin said. "No reason to force it." All things are subject to their own nature, Vin, Ruin said, seeming to flow around her. She could feel its touch upon her—wet and delicate, like mist. You cannot blame me for being what I am. Without me, nothing would end. Nothing could end.... |
cavern was so well stocked that even a determinedly eating Breeze wouldn't be able to make a dent in it. They had waited all day for Spook to return to the lair. Tensions in the city were high, and most of their contacts had gone to ground, weathering the Citizen's paranoia regarding a rebellion. Soldiers walked the st... |
to become known to Urteau's underground population, and he is of the Survivor's own crew. It is logical that they would begin to look to him to save them, much as Kelsier saved Luthadel." "We're forgetting one thing, Lord Breeze," Sazed said. "He jumped from a rooftop ledge two stories up and landed on a cobbled street... |
to myself. I will keep it. I will not allow myself to become a hypocrite simply because some new religion appears and waves at me. I will be strong. He sat down at the table, opening his portfolio, taking out the next sheet in the line. It listed the tenets of the Nelazan people, who had worshipped the god Trell. Sazed... |
ever have been—though she did take a step backward as her eyes finally found him in the mists. "Eventually," Spook continued, "I decided that I must be wrong. Nobody mourns so much for a simple garden, no matter how lovely. After that, I thought the sadness in your eyes must come from being forbidden to take part in yo... |
moment. "Go," she finally said. "I want you to come with me." She looked up. "I'm going to overthrow your brother," Spook said. "I am a member of the Survivor's own crew. We took down the Lord Ruler—Quellion will hardly provide us with a challenge. You don't have to be here when he falls." Beldre snorted quietly in der... |
The Lord Ruler had worked hard to smother people's memories of the past. But the Keepers had gathered them—stories of how the world had been before the ash came and the sun had turned red. The Keepers had memorized the names of places and of kingdoms, had gathered the wisdom of those who were lost. And they had memoriz... |
understand you." "After the Lord Ruler's death," Sazed said, putting down the ring, "do you know what I spent my time doing?" "Teaching," Breeze said. "You left to go and restore the lost knowledge to the people of the Final Empire." "And did I ever tell you how that teaching went?" Breeze shook his head. "Poorly," Saz... |
"At times, I have hoped to find some truth. However, today, that hope seems very distant to me. There is a darkness upon this land, Breeze, and I am not sure that we can fight it. I am not sure that I want to fight it." Breeze looked troubled at that. He opened his mouth, but before he could respond, a rumble rolled th... |
is a lie. Exposing that lie should cause the entire system to collapse." "That's capital, we can certainly do that . . ." Breeze said, glancing at Sazed again. Spook kept walking, and Sazed followed, trailing Spook as he moved through the cavern. Breeze moved away, probably to fetch Allrianne. Spook stopped beside the ... |
to take the lead, then who was Sazed to argue? He glanced toward his room, where the metalminds lay. He had gone so long without them. They tempted him with their knowledge. As long as I don't preach the religions they contain, he thought, I'm not a hypocrite. Using this specific knowledge Spook requests will, at least... |
going into Fadrex, where Yomen had already proven himself a skilled manipulator. No further word had come from Yomen. Elend expected ransom demands, and was terrified of what he might have to do if they came. Could he trade the fate of the world for Vin's life? No. Vin had faced a similar decision at the Well of Ascens... |
admitted. "Are we going to attack?" Cett asked. "Try and get her back?" "This is a siege, Cett," Elend said. "The point is to not attack." "And our supplies?" Cett asked. "Demoux had to put the soldiers on half rations today. We'll be lucky not to starve ourselves before we can get Yomen to surrender." "We have time ye... |
Elend could see figures moving about the firelight. He recognized the voice; General Demoux had arrived on the scene. Elend slowed. Better to let the general deal with the disturbance. There was a big difference between being disciplined by one's military commander and one's emperor. The men would be better off if Demo... |
who was sickened by the mists; they're just most hard on we who were out the longest." "I refuse to accept such idiocy in my army," Elend said. "Ham, did you see one of those men strike Demoux?" "They hit him?" Ham asked with surprise. "Their general?" Elend nodded. "The big man I was talking to. Brill is his name, I t... |
directly. The most obvious way he did this was by making the ashmounts emit more ash and the earth begin to break apart. As a matter of fact, I believe that much of Ruin's energy during those last days was dedicated to these tasks. He was also able to affect and control far more people than before. Where he had once in... |
chill as she rested her head back against the wall. Zane had been mad. Perhaps there was no connection between the voices he heard and Ruin. Yet, it seemed like too much of a coincidence. Zane had tried to get her to go with him, to seek out the source of the pulsings—the pulsings that had eventually led her to free Ru... |
enormous that he would have had trouble finding time to remove everything, let alone finding a place to store it somewhere else—however, he'd taken all of the water. That left Vin with a problem. She felt her way along the wall, locating a shelf where she'd left an open can of stew. Even with pewter and a rock, it had ... |
The text was equally frustrating. Vin ran her fingers across the grooves, though she had long since memorized what the words said. I have failed you. I have planned these caverns, knowing a calamity is coming, hoping that I might find some secret that might be of use should I fall to the thing's scheming. Yet, I have n... |
more powerful than this world. It claims to have created this world, in fact. It will destroy us all eventually. Perhaps these stores will let mankind survive a little longer. Perhaps not. I am dead. I doubt that I should care. Still, I do. For you are my people. I am the Hero of Ages. That is what it must mean: Hero o... |
of Ruin could never have rescued him. The power in the Well was of Preservation, and an Inquisitor could only have taken it by first removing his Hemalurgic spikes. That, of course, would have killed him. Thus, Ruin needed a much more indirect way to achieve his purpose. He needed someone he hadn't tainted too much, bu... |
of research he was accustomed to. Fortunately, a Keeper's copperminds were not limited to his own interests. Each Keeper kept all of the knowledge. Sazed could vaguely remember the years he'd spent listening and memorizing. He'd only needed to know the information well enough to remember it for a short time, then he co... |
will have to let some of the water escape down here again. Canal works generally don't have much of a current, especially in an area where there are many locks." Breeze raised an eyebrow. "Actually," Sazed continued, "canals are far more fascinating than you might expect. Take, for instance, the methods of transforming... |
you nothing? Being in charge isn't about doing anything—it's about making certain that other people do what they're supposed to! Delegation, my friend. Without it, we would have to bake our own bread and dig our own latrines!" Then, Breeze leaned in. "And, trust me. You don't want to taste anything I've had a hand in b... |
"And what of him, Lord Breeze?" Sazed asked in a whisper, low enough that even Spook wouldn't be able to hear. "As I said, Emperor Venture placed me in charge of this matter. What if I let Spook take control, and then he fails? I worry that the young man is not . . . seasoned enough for this task." Breeze shrugged. "He... |
get control before some nobleman with a good set of house guards could do it?" "Mists," Spook said. "He went out in them, and declared that anyone faithful to the Survivor would be safe in them. Then, the mists started killing, and gave a handy confirmation of what he'd said. He made a big deal about the mists killing ... |
it take, do you think?" "A few weeks, perhaps," Sazed said. "A rather short time, all things considered. Fortunately, the people who drained the canals left behind a large amount of rubble, which I can use. In addition, the Lord Ruler stocked this storehouse quite well. There is timber, as well as some basic carpentry ... |
types who would be very good at that sort of thing?" Beldre shot a glance at Spook. "Him excluded," Breeze said. "Spook is harmless. Really, you shouldn't—" "Breeze," Spook interrupted, glancing over with his strange, bandaged eyes, spectacles hidden underneath and bulging out from the face just slightly under the clot... |
as if listening to something. Then he walked forward, pushing open the door to the room. "Well?" Beldre asked, maintaining her false air of forcefulness. "Have you decided to listen to me?" "In a way," Spook said. "I'm going to give you more time to explain your point. Plenty of time, actually." "I . . . don't have lon... |
freestanding shelves. The cavern echoed with the sound of stone on stone as its door opened. Vin threw herself forward—Pushing off the coin—to shoot toward the front of the room. A crack of light outlined the door, and even this small amount of illumination hurt her eyes. She gritted her teeth against the light, blinki... |
to be certain, she Pulled a bit on his emotions, making him more trusting and friendly, then tried to Soothe away any sense of guile he might have felt. "I see that you're at least considering my offer," the nobleman said, waving to one of the workers. The worker hastily opened his pack, pulling out two folding chairs,... |
and let you out. You have the power to free us. And I have the power to make you do as I wish." "Emotional Allomancy cannot control me to that extent," Telden said. "I'm no Allomancer, but I do know something of it. I suspect that you're manipulating my emotions right now, actually—which really isn't necessary, since I... |
steel to Push her way through. However, her steel and pewter would be gone, and she was out of metal vials. Telden's words, unfortunately, held a great deal of truth. Even if Vin could survive in the cavern, she'd be stagnant and useless. The siege would continue up above—she didn't even know how that was going—and the... |
circumstances. To achieve such things, he apparently began with people who already had a tenuous grip on reality. Their insanity made them more open to his touch, and he could use them to spike more stable people. Either way, it's impressive how many important people Ruin managed to spike. King Penrod, ruling Luthadel ... |
luck in Urteau, he thought. He was worried about his chances with Fadrex, and the Central Dominance was going to need the grain in the Urteau cache if they were going to plant enough food for the coming winter. He couldn't worry about that now. He simply had to count on his friends to be effective. Elend's job was to d... |
become koloss to make his army? The creatures had great strength and fortitude, and could subsist on the barest of sustenance. Yet, to make men—even your enemies—into monsters such as this? Elend ducked forward, dropping one beast by shearing its legs at the knees. Then he jumped, lopping off the arm of another. He spu... |
resisted him. He didn't bring even a single one under his control. Did that mean that an Inquisitor controlled them? Or were they simply not frightened enough? He fought on. And, as he did, the prevalence of death around him seemed a metaphor for all he had done over the last three years. He should have been able to pr... |
pewter and flung himself to the side, then sheared the creature's hand free at the wrist. As the beast screamed in pain, Elend threw himself back into the fight. The villagers began to rally around him. They obviously had no training for war—they were likely under Yomen's protection and didn't need to worry about bandi... |
"You're him, aren't you?" an elderly man asked. "Who?" Elend asked. "The Lord Ruler," the man whispered. Elend looked down at his black uniform, encased in a mistcloak, both of which were slick with blood. "Close enough," he said, turning to the east—toward where his human army camped many miles away, waiting for him t... |
his friends would even survive the city's siege. Elend's banner—the spear and the scroll—flew at the front of the city, but could someone else have taken Elend's sign as their own? And what of the koloss army that had threatened to destroy Luthadel a year ago? I should never have left her, TenSoon thought, feeling a st... |
their nervousness giving him an idea. He turned and loped off into the night. He'd grown to know the city quite well during his year serving with Vin—she had liked to patrol the city, particularly the areas around Keep Venture. Even with his knowledge, however, it took TenSoon some time to find his way to where he was ... |
had sprung up around him, had been started by a kandra. And TenSoon had eventually killed that kandra. But not before learning his secrets. Secrets such as where OreSeur had buried the bones of the Survivor, and how the man had looked. TenSoon smiled as he unearthed the first bone. They were years old now, and he hated... |
And he approves of how this city is being treated?" Kelsier looked angry. Wellen cringed. "No, my lord!" Rittle said, shaking. "I . . ." "Lord Penrod is mad," Wellen found himself saying. The Survivor turned toward him. "Wells, you shouldn't . . ." Rittle said, but then trailed off, the Survivor shooting him a stern lo... |
there!" a voice said. TenSoon looked up reflexively. A man stood in the doorway of the warehouse, looking through the mists at TenSoon. A lantern flared to life behind him, revealing a group of people who had apparently taken up residence inside of the holy place. Uh, oh . . . TenSoon thought as those at the front adop... |
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