“The Shards,” Khriss said, drawing Kelsier’s attention, “are not God, but they are pieces of God. Ruin, Preservation, Autonomy, Cultivation, Devotion … There are sixteen of them.” “Sixteen,” Kelsier breathed. “There are fourteen more of these things running around?” “The rest are on other planets.” “Other…” Kelsier blinked. “Other planets.” “Ah, see,” Nazh said. “You’ve broken him already, Khriss.”
