Mistborn: The Wax and Wayne Series: The Alloy of Law, Shadows of Self, The Bands of Mourning (The Mistborn Saga)

by Brandon Sanderson

“You’ll be brought down by something even more lowly.” “Which is?” he asked, amused, voice growing closer. “Me,” Marasi replied. Miles laughed. “I’d like to see…” He trailed off. Waxillium cracked his eyes, looking down the length of the tunnel toward the broken ceiling where the building had stood. Light flooded that pit from above, growing brighter at a remarkable rate. “Who have you brought?” Miles asked, sounding unimpressed. “They won’t arrive quickly enough.” He paused. Waxillium rolled his head to the side and saw the sudden horror in Miles’s face. He had seen it, finally: a shimmering border nearby, a slight difference in the air. Like the distortion caused by heat rising from a hot street. A speed bubble. Miles spun on Marasi. Then he ran for the bubble’s border, away from the light. Trying to escape. The light at the other end of the tunnel became bright, and a group of blurs moved down it, so quickly it was impossible to distinguish what was causing them. Marasi dropped her bubble. The sunlight of full day streamed in from the distant pit, and filling the tunnel—right outside where the bubble had been—was a force of over a hundred constables in uniform.