The Lost Metal: A Mistborn Novel

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We did,” he said. “We tried with everything we had, Steris. In the end though, it wasn’t our decision.” She lurched over to inspect the corpse. And found the bullet wounds pulling closed on the man’s head, the holes in the skull resealing. Double-Meaning Title: The titular "Lost Metal" refers to either atium (which Marsh needs to maintain his immortality), or lerasium (which Kelsier wanted to democratize Allomancy). Many people have tried to split harmonium in the belief that it will create atium and lerasium. It fails, but the giant explosion created instead is the biggest driver of the plot. As it turns out, the reaction does create atium and lerasium, just in amounts too small to be noticed. The platform faced north. To his left, the shimmering waters of Hammondar Bay were a vast highway toward… well, he didn’t rightly know what. The people of the Basin weren’t explorers. For all their love of stories about Wax in his young days, or worse that fool Jak, most were content to enjoy their city. That was a problem with Elendel: it had everything you thought you’d need, so why go looking elsewhere? They hadn’t even realized there was an entire Southern Continent out there until an airship had sailed up to investigate the Basin.

Sanderson, Brandon (December 19, 2016). "State of the Sanderson 2016". brandonsanderson.com . Retrieved August 31, 2017. Wayne nodded. “Allriandre,” he said. “She and her sisters don’t have a daddy because of me.” His day of trials was the worst day of the month, where he had to go face her. And admit what he’d done: murdering her daddy over twenty years ago. Announcing The Lost Metal, a Mistborn Novel From Brandon Sanderson". Tor.com. December 6, 2021 . Retrieved November 16, 2022. In the hall, he headed toward his chambers, crossing over inlaid floors and beneath a row of chandeliers. Crystal and marble. This was his life now. Everything he’d fled as a young man ornamented each footstep, and the shadows seemed darker now, despite the twinkling light from above.

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We broke into their cavern,” she said, “defeated their leader, blew up most of their goods, killed half of them and captured the rest. I think your reputation is fine.” She narrowed her eyes, noticing that all of the captives were barefoot. “Dare I ask why you took off their shoes?” Yes, there had been expeditions since then. But most people were content here, and he couldn’t blame them. His best efforts at improving life had been focused on the Basin. He didn’t know what to do about the Malwish. Six years, and he still found the suddenly expansive size of the world intimidating. Working with Autonomy at all, really. It's unclear when and why the Set originally started working with her, but by now the Set is just riding the tiger, hoping to prove that they can rule the world before Autonomy sends in her armies to destroy it. Telsin, in particular, dies unceremoniously when Autonomy withdraws her power and Telsin's enhanced body can no longer sustain itself. I meant it though, about being proud of you,” Ranette told him. “You’ve grown, Wayne. A lot. We’ve been going to dinner for years now, and you haven’t hit on me once.” Wax trudged across the floor of the Senate, and others gave him space. They seemed to not want to face him—even those who had voted with him. They turned away as he passed, stretching and chatting.

The division is very similar to a fission device, complete with it requiring a great deal of electricity and not being something that can be set off accidentally. Calls of “Metalborn!” echoed through the cavern as the rest of the gangsters noticed that over half their number were frozen. Those would move in turgid slow motion as they tried to escape the bubble—but the ten-minute charge on the grenade would run out before they managed it. I’ll keep that in mind,” she said, eyeing the tunnel that extended onward from the bottom of the shaft. “But let’s cut the chatter—as much as I love learning whatever has metastasized in your brain lately, we can’t afford to be overheard.”Then, judging the distance carefully, she tossed it toward a group of enemies who had gathered behind some boxes for cover. Her months of practice paid off; she managed to land the device right in the center of the gangsters, who—focused on Wayne—barely noticed it rolling among them. Fair enough. Number two: Ask a woman how much she weighs. Then lift her. She’ll have increased in weight. Feruchemists, every one.” Time Stands Still: At the climax of the story, Wayne uses the power of a lerasium mistborn, plus duralumin, plus seventeen pouches of bendalloy, to create a time bubble so powerful that it lets him disarm all three of the Set's Investiture bombs before the electronic anti-tamper circuits detect that the first one is being tampered with and detonate the other two. Almost literally - this required Wayne to be moving at very near lightspeed to beat the electricity in the wires. Damn. Old blustering Harms made that joke?” He looked up at her with wide eyes. “Oh, hell, Marasi. Am I getting old? Was that an old man joke?” She’d hoped he would be carrying metal, and her advance with the grenade would throw him off balance. Instead he merely lost his own pistol, which was Pushed across the chasm, hitting the wall on the other side and falling near the path over there.

Running Gag: "Your carriage, sir" is what Hoid (working as Wax's carriage driver) says as he arrives where he shouldn't be in several, increasingly more surreal occasions. The trellium spike rolled away from him again. “I didn’t Push,” he said. “It responded to me burning steel.” Look, I just wanted to point out something interesting. Useful observationalizing ’bout the nature of the cosmere and the relationship between the genders.”Yeah… maybe Wax should have a little talk with Wayne. But for now he waved to the crowd, then launched himself into the air, Max letting out a whoop of riotous glee. I’ve not been a huge fan of the second mistborn era series since the onset. Sanderson never really allowed them to have their own identity because of the tie ins (much of which felt forced) with characters from era 1. It kinda reminds me of the difference between The Last Airbender and legend of Korra and one of the reasons why Korra was ultimately less successful as a story. The performance of Michael Kramer is so good it carried me through it. This book really tried me though (despite another stellar performance of the material)… By the time I had these chaps all trussed up,” Wayne said, “you already had that fellow in the suit down. I saw you restin’, and it seemed best to give you some time.”