Ruin stepped close, whispering to her. Where is the atium, Vin? he said. What do you know of it? Atium? Kelsier drew himself near as Marsh knelt by Vin and prepared to hurt her. Atium. Why … It all came together for him. Ruin wasn’t complete either. There in the broken city of Luthadel—rain washing down, ash clogging the streets, Inquisitors roosting and watching with expressionless spiked eyes—Kelsier understood.
