I am Talenel'Elin, Herald of War. The time of the Return, the Desolation, is near at hand. We must prepare. You will have forgotten much, following the destruction of the times past. Kalak will teach you to cast bronze, if you have forgotten this. We will Soulcast blocks of metal directly for you. I wish we could teach you steel, but casting is so much easier than forging, and you must have something we can produce quickly. Your stone tools will not serve against what is to come. Vedel can train your surgeons, and Jezrien . . . he will teach you leadership. So much is lost between Returns . . . I will train your soldiers. We should have time. Ishar keeps talking about a way to keep information from being lost following Desolations. And you have discovered something unexpected. We will use that. Surgebinders to act as guardians . . . Knights . . . The coming days will be difficult, but with training, humanity will survive. You must bring me to your leaders. The other Heralds should join us soon.
What the storm did you just storming say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I am Talenel'Elin, Herald of War, and I’ve been involved in numerous Desolations on Roshar, and I have over 300 confirmed deaths.
I am trained in gorilla warfare and I am the top fighter in the entire cosmere armed forces. Kalak can teach you to cast bronze, Vedel can train your surgeons, but you are nothing to me but another storming target. I will wipe you the storm out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before between Returns, mark my storming words.
You think you can get away with saying that crem to me over a Spanreed? Think again, cremling. Your stone tools will not serve against what is to come and your cognitive location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re storming dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands.
Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but Ishar keeps talking about a way to keep information from being lost following Desolations, and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. You have discovered something unexpected. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your storming tongue.
But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. The coming days will be difficult, but with training, humanity will survive. But you?
You’re fucking dead, kiddo.
