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"That doesn't matter." Ermin said bluntly. "The point is, Harmony is more than just Preservation and Ruin."
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Ermin stood up. "Ruin and Preservation don't corrupt him, they are Harmony. And from what I've seen, you've had your fair share of lethality." He moved closer to Adilie. Kelsier seemed to be convincing the Inquisitor not to attack, but now the more he got used to his situation, the less Ermin liked the man.
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"Taken care of Meens? I was on my way to getting something done about them when I stumbled upon the massacre Kelsier and Marie made."
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Ermin frowned. "Even if it's legal, it's still not right." Plus, the survivor wasn't really a deity. Sure, he was a mythical figure, but that didn't put him on the same level as Harmony.
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"What do you mean? Meens and his men were massacred. Even if you think they deserved it, it's still a crime."
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"I wouldn't do that."
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"I'm not an expert on all this stuff with other worlds, but I'm pretty sure gravity would come into effect long before the bullet exited the atmosphere." Ermin's shock had mostly worn away, but it was still strange to be talking to a Kandra. Life had gotten very strange, very quickly.
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Rusts. A faceless immortal. Standing in front of Ermin. Sure, Ermin knew they were real, but... you weren't supposed to actually run into them. I guess this is what happens when your around the Survivor.
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Ermin sighed. "Some of my colleagues think I work to hard, that it doesn't really matter, but.. I don't know. I like to feel like I'm making a difference. That won't happen if I lock up the wrong people."
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Ermin guessed he'd have about as much luck capturing the Inquisitor as he would with Kelsier. "Of course you can. It's not legal, but I know plenty of officers who arrest the first suspect and call it a day. "
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Ermin shook his head in disbelief. Of course one of the Faceless Immortals had been in with this group.
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Ermin looked in the direction of the new voice, frowning, then gasped when he saw the spiked eyes he'd only ever seen in storybooks. "An Inquisitor? What are they doing here?" Ermin had been wondering where his nice pen went. That explained it.
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"I guess so." It made sense, but it still felt wrong to Ermin.
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"I'll need to do something... I don't think all the deaths will go unnoticed, even if they were criminals, and I wouldn't want to arrest someone innocent."
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Ermin didn't know how to respond. He had been intending to arrest the murderers, but... who could arrest the Survivor? "I doubt I'd be able to if I did"
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"A spike?" "I'll pretend I understand what you just said." Ermin tried to remember why he had come here in the first place. Right, the massacre. He'd thought it had been a group of allomancers, but the Survivor was a Mistborn, one with centuries of practice... "Did you kill Meens and his men?" he asked.
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"I agree. His stories are beautiful..." Ermin suddenly snapped out of his reminiscing as he remembered who he was talking to. "Are you really Kelsier? How are you... Not dead?"
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If your good at using electrum, I think you could use it to about the same effect as Atium, but much more difficult. If someone was going to shoot an arrow at you, you could see which shadow get's hit and avoid that, or just follow a shadow that doesn't get hit.
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"Short people in an imaginary world Slowswift made."
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"I'm descended from Krisof." Ermin remembered that story from the collection of Slowswifts writing he had been given.
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"I-" Kelsier? The Survivor? This man had to be fake. Scars could be made with makeup, or he could be one of those radical Survivorists who scar themselves. Except... he was a mistborn. "My name is Ermin. Ermin Toliken." And I'm talking to a dead man.
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Rust. Ermin's stopped, his bronze rhythms going crazy, then stopping. He looked around for the army of allomancers burning their metals, then realized that it was all coming from one man, standing in the pews. A mistborn? How... The man gestured to Ermin, and he slowly walked over. The man was wearing gloves, and his eyes were covered with dark glasses. Ermin sat down. What have I gotten myself into, he thought. "Are you the Sovereign?" he asked softly.
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"A hunter? I wouldn't say that... Who is Sovereign? " Ermin wrote down the bit they had told him, then looked up as they quickly left. Good luck getting away from a Seeker, He thought. He burned bronze and followed.
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One member of the group was burning tin, but none of the others were doing anything he could detect. Ermin noted down the names, then walked over to the group. " Do you know anything about the attempted Arson here the other day? Was it targeted, and was anyone significantly affected? The reports are vague, but I need to find if someone might have a reason to attach a man called Meens."
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