The Lost Metal: A Mistborn Novel

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Marasi Colms: A constable who is Steris' illegitimate half-sister, who is a Pulser, an Allomancer that can slow down time within a bubble, and uses her ability via grenades that stop time when thrown. She fired the moment someone appeared from that direction. Only her training on the range prevented her from immediately trying to cycle the bolt on her gun. This was a new semiautomatic Bastion rifle, and so she kept it shouldered and downed the next person who stumbled over the falling body. Those behind called a warning, and no one dared come barreling in after that. Marasi yanked the spike out. The red glow faded and the body slumped, the healing stopping. She felt at the throat anyway, and even when she found no pulse, she dug out the other three spikes. Sure it is,” Wayne said. “If that’s the guy payin’ them, those other sods got no reason to keep fightin’.”

Unusually Uninteresting Sight: In the epilogue, Ironeyes, known to Scadrians as Death Himself, walks up to the cast in the middle of a public park for a conversation without anyone noticing. Steris lampshades how nobody seems to notice or care, which Marsh writes off as emotional Allomancy. Wax suspects something else.

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Lampshaded the Obscure Reference: From an In-Universe perspective. Moonlight's code name makes no sense to Marasi, because the planet of Scadrial has no moon. The sudden explosion of speed, the moment of stillness at the zenith. The lurch in the stomach as the plummet began. It wasn’t like any other experience a man could have—at least, not and survive. When you tell the constable-general about this,” he said, “leave out the part where I whined because of the sewage.”

The division is very similar to a fission device, complete with it requiring a great deal of electricity and not being something that can be set off accidentally. Politically Incorrect Villain: The antagonistic mayor of Bilming is introduced with a rant about how kandra aren't even people, just puppets of Harmony, using "It" Is Dehumanizing. Naturally he's a member of the Set. Previously we'd gotten murder mysteries given form with an added western feel to it and that's perfectly fine, but the unfortunate nature of this book highlights a big issue in how rushed it feels. What Brandon wanted to do was to cap off this Era of the Scadrial Chronicles with hints towards further developments in magic and technology and it would've worked, if there'd been build up for that, except there hadn't been.

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Calls of “Metalborn!” echoed through the cavern as the rest of the gangsters noticed that over half their number were frozen. Those would move in turgid slow motion as they tried to escape the bubble—but the ten-minute charge on the grenade would run out before they managed it. Luther, Lyndsey; Newberry, Ross (2022-11-09). "Brandon Sanderson's The Lost Metal: A Non-Spoiler Review by Wax and Wayne". Tor.com . Retrieved 2022-11-17. Then she finally leaned against the wall, groaning softly. Wayne had better have found a way to deal with those other thieves—because Marasi doubted she had the strength to lift a gun at the moment. Instead she closed her eyes, and tried not to think about that terrible voice. Does she? Does she really, Wayne? Because the way you tell it, sounds like she asks you not to come see her.” Two of which was dumb,” he said sullenly. “One was apparently also geriatric. Same jokes as Lord Harms. I’m losing my edge, I am.” He met her eyes, then grinned. “Does this mean I get to be the grumpy old one in the partnership? You can be the young spunky one what swears all the time and makes bad life decisions.”

Steris had been getting out a harmonium sample for study in conjunction with the trellium spike. And the trellium did not seem to like it. Rusts. He really was going to have to talk to Harmony, wasn’t he? As little as Wax liked it, he was a part of this. He needed to finish what he’d begun all those years ago, when he’d fled Elendel—leaving his house to the machinations of his sister and uncle.Awesome, but Impractical: It's mentioned that using Shadesmar to travel between worlds is impractical at the best of times, and it is never going to be something that truly works on a massive scale. Take into account the fact that many Shards are watching the Cognitive Realm very closely, and it is a dangerous method of getting around. Kelsier insists that they need to find something better. A few hints scattered throughout the franchise imply that Scadrial ends up inventing a mostly normal form of space travel. She distracted herself by imagining that these caverns must be as old as the Ascendant Warrior—or even older. These tunnels had slumbered through the destruction of the world, through the Catacendre, through the rise and fall of the Final Empire. Had the stones they walked past broken loose from the ceiling during the days of the Ashmounts? You’ll… uh, find someone else?” Ranette said. “Someone better? That’s what I’m supposed to say, right? Even if it’s probably not true, since I doubt there are many people who are better than a Faceless Immortal. And—” She’d found occasional uses for it, but mostly she’d internalized the presumed truth that her abilities were weak.