The Alloy of Law: A Mistborn Novel (The Mistborn Saga Book 4)

“Ignore him,” Waxillium said. “Trust me. He’s like a rash. The more you scratch him, the more irritating he gets.” “Ouch,”

he had no health stored up. Trying to store some now would only make him heal more slowly during the process, then heal more quickly as he tapped his metalmind, ending with no net gain.

“Anyone here speak High Imperial?”

“Whoever hired that bloke to kill us,” Wayne said, “will be expecting that explosion to mean we’ve gone to meet Ironeyes.”

Act like you were important, act like you were angry, and people just wanted to get out of your way. Basic psychology, that was.

She was good at silence. She had been trained to it over two decades of life.

the Survivor or the Ascendant Warrior.

Worse, seven out of ten will pick the wrong man out of a lineup if a similar but more threatening man is presented. In the moment, you are far more likely to overestimate the height of an assailant, and you will often describe him as being similar to a villain from a story you’ve recently heard. If you are witnessing a crime, it’s vital to pay spec

He was like a man swatting mosquitoes while ignoring the gash in his leg, an artery open and throbbing gushes of blood onto the floor.