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A small metal cube. He jumped back, fearing an explosive, but nothing happened. What had that been? And then he realized with a deep, bone-chilling horror that he was no longer burning metal. There was nothing inside of him to burn. His steel reserves had—somehow—vanished.
The Bands of Mourning (Mistborn, #6)
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