seeing,' he said.
I taught you everything I know.
'I am thinking,' said Coin, 'that you do not know enough.'
Ingrate! Who gave you your destiny?
'You did,' said the boy. He raised his head.
'I realise He slithered away, and bumped into Hakardly. The old wizard was standing like a statue, with his mouth open.
'What'll happen?' said Rincewind.
'He'll never beat it,' said Hakardly hoarsely. 'It's his. It's as strong as him. He's got the power, but it knows how to channel it.'
'You mean they'll cancel each other out?'
'Hopefully.'that I was wrong,' he added, quietly.Good -'I did not throw you far enough!'Coin got to his feet in one movement and swung the staff over his head. He stood still as a statue, his hand lost in a ball of light that was the colour of molten copper. It turned green, ascended through shades of blue, hovered in the violet and then seared into pure octarine.Rincewind shaded his eyes against the glare and saw Coin's hand, still whole, still gripping tight, with beads of molten metal glittering between his fingers.
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