Mistborn #03 The Hero of Ages

flames."
    Beldre glanced down. "There will be no flood, Spook. The guards you left . . . I attacked them with coins."
    Spook felt a chill. "Dead?"
    She shook her head, hair disheveled, her face scratched. "I don't know," she said quietly. "I didn't look."
    "The waters have not come yet," Sazed said. "They . . . should have been released by now."
    "Then we will bring them!" Spook snapped. He spun at Quellion, then stumbled, feeling dizzy. "You!" he said, pointing at the Citizen. "You would be king of this city? Well, lead this people, then. Get control of them and prepare them to put out the fires."
    "I can't," Quellion said. "They'll kill me for what I've done."
    Spook wobbled, light-headed. He steadied himself against a beam, holding his head. Beldre took a step toward him.
    Spook looked up, meeting Quellion's eyes. The fires of the city were so bright that his flared tin made it difficult to see. Yet, he dared not release the metal—only the power of noise, heat, and pain was keeping him conscious.
    "You will go to them," Spook said. "I don't give a damn if they rip you apart, Quellion. You're going to try to save this city. If you don't, I'll kill you myself. Do you understand? "
    The Citizen froze, then nodded.
    "Sazed," Spook said, "take him to Breeze and Allrianne. I'm going to the cache. I'll bring the floodwaters to the canals, one way or another. Have Breeze and the others form fire brigades to douse the flames as soon as there is water."
    Sazed nodded. "It is a good plan. But Goradel will lead the Citizen. I am coming with you."
    Spook nodded wearily. Then, as Sazed moved off to get the guard captain—who had apparently established a defensive perimeter around the square—Spook climbed from the stage and forced himself to begin moving toward the cache.
    Soon, he noticed someone catch up to him. Then, after a few moments, that person passed him and ran on. Part of his mind knew it was a good thing that Sazed had decided to move on—the Terrisman had created the mechanism that would flood the city. He would throw the lever. Spook wasn't needed.
    Keep moving.
    He did, walking on, as if each step were in atonement for what he had done to the city. After a short time, he realized that someone was at his side, tying a bandage on his arm.
    He blinked. "Beldre?"
    "I betrayed you," she said, looking down. "But, I didn't have a choice. I couldn't let you kill him. I . . ."
    "You did the right thing," Spook said. "Something . . . something was interfering, Beldre. It had your brother. It almost had me. I don't know. We have to keep walking, though. The lair is close. Just up the ramp."
    She supported him as they walked. Spook smelled the smoke before he got there. He saw the light, and felt the heat. He and Beldre climbed up to the top of the ramp, practically crawling, for she was nearly as battered as he was. However, Spook knew what he would find.
    The Ministry building, like so much of the town, was burning. Sazed stood before it, hand raised before his eyes. To Spook's overenhanced senses, the brilliance of the flames was so great that he had to look away. The heat made him feel as if he were standing just inches from the sun.
    Sazed tried to get closer to the building, but was forced back. He turned toward Spook, shielding his face. "It's too hot!" he said. "We need to find some water, or perhaps some sand. Put out the fire before we can get below."
    "Too late . . ." Spook whispered. "It will take too long."
    Beldre turned, looking over her city. To Spook's eyes, smoke seemed to twist and rise everywhere in the bright sky, reaching up, as if to meet the falling ash.
    He set his jaw, then stumbled forward, toward the fire.
    "Spook!" she cried out. But, she needn't have worried. The flames were too hot. The pain was so strong that he had to pull back before he'd crossed even half the distance. He stumbled away, joining Beldre and Sazed, gasping quietly, blinking tears. His heightened senses made it even more difficult for him to approach the flames.
    "There is nothing we can do here," Sazed said. "We must gather crews and come back."
    "I've failed," Spook whispered.
    "No more than any of us," Sazed said. "This is my fault. The emperor put me in command."
    "We were supposed to bring security to the city," Spook said. "Not destruction. I should be able to stop those fires. But, it hurts too much."
    Sazed shook his head. "Ah, Lord Spook. You are no god, to command fire at your whim. You are a man, like the rest