Too much inner thought.

First of all I love their books. Mostly. This one starts nowhere and goes nowhere. Too much inner reflection and wordy descriptions. “Like a tiger would ravage a downed swordsman, the Reptar chewed his or, her…oh, who knows what aliens are, prey with sickening abandon…”. It almost seemed as if someone completely different wrote this. I will continue the series but with a scepticism. Sorry, guys. I still love you but even if my sister rambled on so much, I’d have to shut her down.