“Someone must lead them.” “I will do it,” Dalinar said. The words just came out. “Someone must unite them.” “I will do it.” “Someone must protect them.” “I will do it!” The figure was silent for a moment. Then he spoke in a clear, crisp voice. “Life before death. Strength before weakness. Journey before destination. Speak again the ancient oaths and return to men the Shards they once bore.”
