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A small figure stood silhouetted by the sun. Black before the red light, a cloak flapped gently on her back.
Vin had returned.
She felt good. It wasn’t only because she killed monsters. It was because she understood her purpose. And she agreed with it. She could fight, could kill, if it meant defending those who were unable to defend themselves. Kelsier might have been able to kill for shock or retribution, but that wasn’t good enough for Vin. And she would never let it be again.
