'Now, most Thugs—myself included—figure that making their bodies strong will only add to their power. After all, a muscular man burning pewter will be that much stronger than a regular man of the same Allomantic power.'

Ham rubbed his chin, eyeing the passage Vin had left through. 'But. . .well, I'm beginning to think that there might be another way. Vin's a thin little thing, but when she burns pewter, she grows several times stronger than any normal warrior. She packs all that strength into a small body, and doesn't have to bother with the weight of massive muscles. She's like. . .an insect. Far stronger than her mass or her body would indicate. So, when she jumps, she can jump.'

'But you're still stronger than she is,' Spook said.

Ham nodded. 'And I can make use of that—assuming I can ever hit her. That's getting harder and harder to do.'