Mistborn #03 The Hero of Ages

quietly, staring out into the distance. "Yomen distracted me."
    "He distracted us all," Elend said. "I felt the koloss in my head, but even so, I couldn't figure out what was going on. I'd regained control of them by the time you got back, but by then, a lot of them were dead."
    "Yomen has a Mistborn," Vin said.
    "You're sure?"
    Vin nodded.
    One more thing, he thought. He contained his frustration, however. His men needed to see him confident. "I'm giving a thousand of the koloss to you," he said. "We should have split them up earlier."
    "You're stronger," Vin said.
    "Not strong enough, apparently."
    Vin sighed, then nodded. "Let me go down below." They'd found that proximity helped with taking control of koloss.
    "I'll pull off a section of a thousand or so, then let go. Be ready to grab them as soon as I do."
    Vin nodded, then stepped off the side of the plateau.
    I should have realized that I was getting caught up in the excitement of the fighting, Vin thought as she fell through the air. It seemed so obvious to her now. And, unfortunately, the results of the attack left her feeling even more pent-up and anxious than she had before.
    She tossed a coin and landed. Even a drop of several hundred feet didn't bother her anymore. It was odd to think about. She remembered timidly standing atop the Luthadel city wall, afraid to use her Allomancy to jump off, despite Kelsier's coaxing. Now she could step off a cliff and muse thoughtfully to herself on the way down.
    She walked across the powdery ground. The ash came up to the top of her calves and would have been difficult to walk in without pewter to give her strength. The ashfalls were growing increasingly dense.
    Human approached her almost immediately. She couldn't tell if the koloss was simply reacting to their bond, or if he was actually aware and interested enough to pick her out. He had a new wound on his arm, a result of the fighting. He fell into step beside her as she moved up to the other koloss, his massive form obviously having no trouble with the deep ash.
    As usual, there was very little emotion to the koloss camp. Just a short time before, they had been screaming in bloodlust, attacking each other as stones crashed down from above. Now they simply sat in the ash, gathered in small groups, ignoring their wounds. They would have had fires going if there had been wood available. Some few dug, finding handfuls of dirt to chew on.
    "Don't your people care, Human?" Vin asked.
    The massive koloss looked down at her, ripped face bleeding slightly. "Care?"
    "That so many of you died," Vin said. She could see corpses lying about, forgotten in the ash save for the ritual flaying that was the koloss form of burial. Several koloss still worked, moving between bodies, ripping off the skin.
    "We take care of them," Human said.
    "Yes," Vin said. "You pull their skin off. Why do you do that, anyway?"
    "They are dead," Human said, as if that were enough of an explanation.
    To the side, a large group of koloss stood up, commanded by Elend's silent orders. They separated themselves from the main camp, trudging out into the ash. A moment later, they began to look around, no longer moving as one.
    Vin reacted quickly. She turned off her metals, burned duralumin, then flared zinc in a massive Pull, Rioting the koloss emotions. As expected, they snapped under her control, just as Human was.
    Controlling this many was more difficult, but still well within her abilities. Vin ordered them to be calm, and to not kill, then let them return to the camp. From now on, they would remain in the back of her mind, no longer requiring Allomancy to manipulate. They were easy to ignore unless their passions grew strong.
    Human watched them. "We are . . . fewer," he finally said.
    Vin started. "Yes," she said. "You can tell that?"
    "I . . ." Human trailed off, beady little eyes watching his camp. "We fought. We died. We need more. We have too many swords." He pointed in the distance, to a large pile of metal. Wedge-shaped koloss swords that no longer had owners.
    You can control a koloss population through the swords, Elend had once told her. They fight to get bigger swords as they grow. Extra swords go to the younger, smaller koloss.
    But nobody knows where those come from.
    "You need koloss to use those swords, Human," Vin said.
    Human nodded.
    "Well," she said. "You'll need to have more children, then."
    "Children?"
    "More," Vin said. "More koloss."
    "You need to give us more," Human said,