“Wilg won’t last on the stone I’ve got,” he said, wiping the tears from first one cheek, then the other. “The stone?” “Fuel,” Allik said, glancing at her. “What, you think Wilg flies on clouds and dreams?” “I thought it flew on Allomancy.” “Allomancy Pushes the impellers,” Allik said. “But ettmetal is what supports it.”
