Mistborn Trilogy: The Final Empire, The Well of Ascension, The Hero of Ages

“In composition, not in temperament or by birth,” Elend said, smiling. “I’m an amalgamation of what I’ve needed to be. Part scholar, 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

Vin, Sazed thought, growing excited. This is what it means to be the Hero of Ages! I am right to believe. She can save us!

“Elend Venture? You risked your life—risked the plan, and our lives—for that fool of a boy?” Vin looked up, glaring at him. “Yes.”

I underestimated Kelsier, Vin thought. I assumed that he was less skilled than the Mistings because he’d spread himself too thin. But that wasn’t it at all. This. This is his specialty—Pushing and Pulling with expert control. And iron and steel are the metals he personally trained me in. Maybe he understood all along.