The Desert Spear (Demon Cycle Series #2)

The Desert Spear (Demon Cycle Series #2)

by Peter V. Brett


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The sun is setting on humanity. The night now belongs to voracious demons that arise as the sun sets, preying upon a dwindling population forced to cower behind ancient and half-forgotten symbols of power. These wards alone can keep the demons at bay, but legends tell of a Deliverer: a general—some would say prophet—who once bound all mankind into a single force that defeated the demons. Those times, if they ever existed, are long past. The demons are back, and the return of the Deliverer is just another myth . . . or is it?

Out of the desert rides Ahmann Jardir, who has forged the warlike desert tribes of Krasia into a demon-killing army. He has proclaimed himself Shar’Dama Ka, the Deliverer, and he carries ancient weapons—a spear and a crown—that give credence to his claim. Sworn to follow the path of the first Deliverer, he has come north to bring the scattered city-states of the green lands together in a war against demonkind—whether they like it or not.

    But the northerners claim their own Deliverer. His name was Arlen, but all know him now as the Warded Man: a dark, forbidding figure whose skin is tattooed with wards so powerful they make him a match for any demon. The Warded Man denies that he is the Deliverer, but his actions speak louder than words, for he teaches men and women to face their fears and stand fast against the creatures that have tormented them for centuries.
Once the Shar’Dama Ka and the Warded Man were friends, brothers in arms. Now they are fierce adversaries. Caught between them are Renna, a young woman pushed to the edge of human endurance; Leesha, a proud and beautiful healer whose skill in warding surpasses that of the Warded Man himself; and Rojer, a traveling fiddler whose uncanny music can soothe the demons—or stir them into such frenzy that they attack one another.  

    Yet as old allegiances are tested and fresh alliances forged, all are blissfully unaware of the appearance of a new breed of demon, more intelligent—and deadly—than any that have come before.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780345503817
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 04/13/2010
Series: Demon Cycle Series , #2
Pages: 608
Product dimensions: 9.54(w) x 6.38(h) x 1.88(d)

About the Author

Peter V. Brett is the internationally bestselling author of The Warded Man and The Desert Spear. Raised on a steady diet of fantasy novels, comic books, and Dungeons & Dragons, Brett has been writing fantasy stories for as long as he can remember. He received a bachelor of arts degree in English literature and art history from the University at Buffalo in 1995, then spent more than a decade in pharmaceutical publishing before returning to his bliss. He lives in Brooklyn, New York.

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The Desert Spear

By Peter V. Brett

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Copyright © 2010 Peter V. Brett
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ISBN: 9780345503817

Chapter One


:: 333 AR WINTER ::

Fort Rizon's wall was a joke.

Barely ten feet high and only one thick, the entire city's defenses were less than the meanest of a Damaji's dozen palaces. The Watchers didn't even need their steel-shod ladders; most simply leapt to catch the lip of the tiny wall and pulled themselves up and over.

"People so weak and negligent deserve to be conquered," Hasik said. Jardir grunted but said nothing.

The advance guard of Jardir's elite warriors had come under cover of darkness, thousands of sandaled feet crunching the fallow, snow- covered fields surrounding the city proper. As the greenlanders cowered behind their wards, the Krasians had braved the demon- infested night to advance. Even corelings gave berth to so many Holy Warriors on the move.

They gathered before the city, but the veiled warriors did not attack immediately. Men did not attack other men in the night. When dawn's light began to fill the sky, they lowered their veils, that their enemies might see their faces.

There were a few brief grunts as the Watchers subdued the guards in the gatehouse, and then a creak as the city gates opened wide to admit Jardir's host. With a roar, six thousand dal'Sharum warriors poured into the city.

Before the Rizonans even knew what was happening, the Krasians were upon them, kicking in doors and dragging the men out of their beds, hurling them naked into the snow.

With its seemingly endless arable land, Fort Rizon was more populous by far than Krasia, but Rizonan men were not warriors, and they fell before Jardir's trained ranks like grass before the scythe. Those who struggled suffered torn muscle and broken bone. Those who fought, died.

Jardir looked at all of these in sorrow. Every man crippled or killed was one who could not find glory in Sharak Ka, the Great War, but it was a necessary evil. He could not forge the men of the North into a weapon against demonkind without first tempering them as the smith's hammer did the speartip.

Women screamed as Jardir's men tempered them in another fashion. Another necessary evil. Sharak Ka was nigh, and the coming generation of warriors had to spring from the seeds of men, not cowards.

After some time, Jardir's son Jayan dropped to one knee in the snow before him, his speartip red with blood. "The inner city is ours, Father," Jayan said.

Jardir nodded. "If we control the inner city, we control the plain."

Jayan had done well on his first command. Had this been a battle against demons, Jardir would have led the charge himself, but he would not stain the Spear of Kaji with human blood. Jayan was young to wear the white veil of captain, but he was Jardir's firstborn, Blood of the Deliverer himself. He was strong, impervious to pain, and warrior and cleric alike stepped with reverence around him.

"Many have fled," Asome added, appearing at his brother's back. "They will warn the hamlets, who will flee also, escaping the cleansing of Evejan law."

Jardir looked at him. Asome was a year younger than his brother, smaller and more slender. He was clad in a dama's white robes without armor or weapon, but Jardir was not fooled. His second son was easily the more ambitious and dangerous of the two, and they more so than any of their dozens of younger brothers.

"They escape for now," Jardir said, "but they leave their food stores behind and flee into the soft ice that covers the green lands in winter. The weak will die, sparing us the trouble of killing them, and my yoke will find the strong in due time. You have done well, my sons. Jayan, assign men to find buildings suitable to hold the captives before they die from cold. Separate the boys for Hannu Pash. If we can beat the Northern weakness out of them, perhaps some can rise above their fathers. The strong men we will use as fodder in battle, and the weak will be slaves. Any women of fertile age may be bred."

Jayan struck a fist to his chest and nodded.

"Asome, signal the other dama to begin," Jardir said, and Asome bowed.

Jardir watched his white-clad son as he strode off to obey. The clerics would spread the word of Everam to the chin, and those who did not accept it into their hearts would have it thrust down their throats.

Necessary evil.

That afternoon, Jardir paced the thick-carpeted floors of the manse he had taken as his Rizonan palace. It was a pitiful place compared with his palaces in Krasia, but after months of sleeping in tents since leaving the Desert Spear, it was a welcome touch of civilization.

In his right hand, Jardir clutched the Spear of Kaji, using it as one might a walking stick. He needed no support, of course, but the ancient weapon had brought about his rise to power, and it was never far from his grasp. The butt thumped against the carpet with each step.

"Abban is late," Jardir said. "Even traveling with the women after dawn, he should have been here by now."

"I will never understand why you tolerate that khaffit in your presence, Father," Asome said. "The pig-eater should be put to death for even having raised his eyes to look upon you, and yet you take his counsel as if he were an equal in your court."

"Kaji himself bent khaffit to the tasks that suited them," Jardir said. "Abban knows more about the green lands than anyone, and that is knowledge a wise leader must use."

"What is there to know?" Jayan asked. "The greenlanders are all cowards and weaklings, no better than khaffit themselves. They are not even worthy to fight as slaves and fodder."

"Do not be so quick to claim you know all there is," Jardir said. "Only Everam knows all things. The Evejah tells us to know our enemies, and we know very little of the North. If I am to bring them into the Great War, I must do more than just kill them, more than just dominate. I must understand them. And if all the men of the green lands are no better than khaffit, who better than a khaffit to explain their hearts to me?"

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Abban came limping into the room. As always, the fat merchant was dressed in rich, womanly silks and fur-a garish display that he seemed to wear intentionally for the offense it gave to the austere dama and dal'Sharum.

The guards mocked and shoved him as he passed, but they knew better than to deny Abban entry. Whatever their personal feelings, hindering Abban risked Jardir's wrath, something no man wanted.

The crippled khaffit leaned heavily on his cane as he approached Jardir's throne, sweat pearling on his reddened, doughy face despite the cold. Jardir looked at him in disgust. It was clear he brought important news, but Abban stood panting, attempting to catch his breath, instead of sharing it.

"What is it?" Jardir snapped when his patience grew thin.

"You must do something!" Abban gasped. "They are burning the granaries!"

"What?!" Jardir demanded, leaping to his feet and grabbing Abban's arm, squeezing so hard the khaffit cried out in pain. "Where?"

"The north ward of the city," Abban said. "You can see the smoke from your door."

Jardir rushed out onto the front steps, immediately spotting the rising column. He turned to Jayan. "Go," he said. "I want the fires out, and those responsible brought before me."

Jayan nodded and vanished into the streets, trained warriors flowing in behind him like birds in formation. Jardir turned back to Abban.

"You need that grain if you are to feed the people through the winter," Abban said. "Every seed. Every crumb. I warned you."

Asome shot forward, snatching Abban's wrist and twisting his arm hard behind him. Abban screamed. "You will not address the Shar'Dama Ka in such a tone!" Asome growled.

"Enough," Jardir said.

Abban fell to his knees the moment Asome released him, placing both hands on the steps and pressing his forehead between them. "Ten thousand pardons, Deliverer," he said.

"I heard your coward's counsel against advancing into the Northern cold," Jardir said as Abban whimpered on the ground. "But I will not delay Everam's work because of this?.?.?." he kicked at the snow on the steps, "sandstorm of ice. If we need food, we will take it from the chin in the surrounding land, who live in plenty."

"Of course, Shar'Dama Ka," Abban said into the floor.

"You took far too long to arrive, khaffit," Jardir said. "I need you to find your merchant contacts among the captives."

"If they are still alive," Abban said. "Hundreds lie dead in the streets."

Jardir shrugged. "Your fault for being so slow. Go, question your fellow traders and find me the leaders of these men."

"The dama will have me killed the moment I issue a command, even if it be in your name, great Shar'Dama Ka," Abban said.

It was true enough. Under Evejan law, any khaffit daring to command his betters was put to death on the spot, and there were many who envied Abban's place on Jardir's council and would be glad to see his end.

"I will send Asome with you," Jardir said. "Not even the most fanatical cleric will challenge you then."

Abban blanched as Asome came forward, but he nodded. "As the Shar'Dama Ka commands."


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Peter V Brett 2nd B&N Interview

February 2011

My parents have always been avid mainstream fiction readers. They never really looked down on me for reading fantasy, but I don't think they understood what I saw in it, either. Neither of them had much interest in exploring the genre for themselves until I sold my first novel, The Warded Man, and supportive parenting forced their hands. My mom read it first. Then she called me. "I really liked your book."
I rolled my eyes. Of course she would say that. She's my mom.
"I have to tell you, I didn't think I was going to," she went on.
That got my attention. "Oh?"
"Now you're my son and I support you no matter what," she interjected quickly before I could get offended, "but I've never read a fantasy book and didn't know what to expect. I thought there would be all sorts of elves and monsters and dragons and I wouldn't know what was going on. You kids always sounded like you were speaking another language when you were playing Dungeons & Dragons."
I smiled. It was a fair point.
"But your book was about people I could relate to," my mom said. "There really wasn't much magic at all, and I didn't have any trouble following the story."
"I worked very hard to make the book accessible to anyone," I said. "No prerequisites."
My dad had a similar reaction. "I was proud of you for writing a book at all, but when I see the kinds of people your characters are and what they stand for, I really feel like I raised you right."
Ever since, they've been recommending the book to all their friends and family, many of whom are readers, but few fantasy fans. A lot of these people have taken the time to get in touch, admitting to me they bought the book just to be supportive, only to discover that they actually LIKE fantasy.
I am really proud to be an ambassador in that regard, but it surprises me sometimes that one is needed. After all, fantasy has always been a part of our storytelling culture, dating all the way back to those first humans huddled around the campfire, afraid of the encroaching dark. To ward off this fear, storytellers made up tales of demons lurking out beyond the firelight, helping them explore their fears and come to a better understanding of themselves and the world around them. These stories became myths, and form the moral center of human culture to this day.
Over the years, we've gotten better at pushing back the darkness, but its still out there, lurking past the porch light, looming beyond the street lamps. And let's face it. It still scares us. That fear is hard-wired into our genetic code, and every generation needs to come to terms with it, or become night's prisoner.
At their core, my fantasy stories are about people facing those sorts of fears. The only difference is, the demons in my world are real.

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Greg_S_K_Marr More than 1 year ago
As an avid reader of contemporary epic fantasy, I find this second volume in Peter V. Brett's yet-to-be-named series a good read and well worth the purchase. This book was much better than the first (The Warded Man) in execution, delivery and plot progression. However, this author has a huge fondness for what is called "back-story." Yes, by spending the first 150 pages learning about how the child became an adult, and how many of his decisions of his youth come back to haunt him as he gains power and influence can be interesting, the length is too great. (He had even more in The Warded Man, just warning you.) All of what took place during those years could have revealed in little paragraph vignettes, leaving either a shorter book, or more room for plot progression. The themes and content of the story are solidly adult oriented (I would not recommend this series for anyone under 15), yet he feels the need to lay out his groundwork like the authors who write for juveniles (Lewis, Coifer, Mull) or were writing in the early days of fantasy (Tolkein, Anthony, Eddings). He would do well, I believe to take a page from Martin, Haydon and Duncan: Your readers are smart. You give them enough hints and they'll figure out the local "mythology," social structure, geography, and "magic" without having to possibly bore them with the tale of how character A stubbed his toe in front of the girl he liked, and how this has absolutely no bearing on the final story. Don't let my jadedness keep you from picking up this book. I still enjoyed it and will read it again. Happy Reading!
Kave More than 1 year ago
Although it is well known that Brett does not return to the POV of the Warded Man's characters until well into the first third of the Desert Spear, the method to his madness quickly becomes apparent. In order to appropriately capture the struggle between the two cultures, that of the Northerners against the raiding Krasian army, Brett spends the initial pages of this sequel revealing the Krasian leader, Jardir, to the readers. Once the author is able to provide an enemy that is more ambiguous than the loathsome leader in the Warded Man, Brett returns to the events of Thesa at a stunning pace. The Desert Spear finds the established characters, Arlen, Leesha, and Rojer, tasked with the challenges of their prominent roles in addition to the themes of loss and personal responsibility. A few supporting characters also rise to interesting roles and add to the wealth of interaction and personality that Peter V. Brett's societies have come to embody. If this wasn't enough, the author expands upon the roster of demons to provide more threatening predators, in the form of mind demons and mimic demons. These components build throughout the Desert Spear to leave a climax with little closure near the end of the book, instilling a maddening need to read The Daylight War, which will be the follow-up to Desert Spear as well as the third book in the Demon Cycle series. While the main complaint regarding the Desert Spear was the narration dedicated to the Krasians at the beginning of the book, it is a feeble one at best because of the wealth of character and culture that Brett has meticulously installed within the desert population. With feudal Japan and Sparta as an influence, in addition to multiple cultures throughout history, the range and scope given to the Krasians is a necessary evil that only expands exponentially upon the Demon Cycle canon. While some readers may be disappointed by Brett's approach, I see it only as perfect. The Desert Spear is sets high expectations for the future releases within the Demon Cycle series.
ViolentRose More than 1 year ago
Even more enthralling than the first installment (The Warded Man), I completely disagree with a previous reviewers assessment that there is too much backstory. I felt that The Desert Spear really fleshed out not only the pivotal characters but also the plot as a whole. Yes, there is A LOT of backstory, but it was by no means boring or dragging. The backstory enriches the story very much and holds interest entirely. Where the Warded Man made me hungry for more Peter V. Brett novels, the Desert Spear made me ravenous. As the breakout series for this author, I am very excited. Brett displays a vision for plots and worlds that few authors today have the skill to penn in such an effortless and enrapturing way (He is right up there with Brandon Sanderson and YA Novelist Tamora Pierce). This novel was a real page turner for me, I devoured it in three days. The novel not only shows Arlen's journey from man to otherworldy, but also creates something real in the character of his adversary for the readers. It would be easy to make us hate Jardir, but instead he creates an entire race and religion and threads them through the novel in a way that makes the reader unsure. And let’s not forget about Leesha and Rojer. Sure, the reader could gleam the backstory from hints and slices. But why tease when the author clearly has the skill hook them with the whole pie? I will certainly be back for more. This is a fantasy epic. If you can’t handle the volume of narrative, don’t read it. (Though I do apologize for the food analogies. Lol)  
Galloway More than 1 year ago
I throughly enjoyed this book, and can't wait for the third volume to come out, I just wished that I didn't have to wait until 2012! I normally wait until an author has finished the set before buying any of the books. But I had ran out of books to read and had bought the "Warded Man" after reading the back cover for the warded man I had my trepadiation about the book, but pressed forward anyway. Once I got the book I could not put it down, immediately after reading it I bought Desert Spear, I throughly enjoyed this book also and would recommend it to anyone looking for a great read.
JRenshaw More than 1 year ago
The Desert Spear continues Brett's tale of the Warded Man. The various threads that were started in The Warded Man are here knitted closer together against the backdrop of a brewing war against the corelings. The first third of the book is dedicated to turning Jardir (slowly) from a caricature into a character. As Jardir matures alongside our understanding of him, Brett sets up the clash of cultures that defines much of the remainder of the book. By the end of the tale, the characters have mostly set aside their childish things and we are left with the hope that they can move forward into a third novel without any truly tragic misunderstandings. The book feels like a bit of a rush job, but if you enjoyed The Warded Man then you will be eager to see the next leg of the journey. There are numerous scenes that feel like they should either be improved or deleted and summarized second-hand. The plot advances slowly or not at all, but the cast evolves and develops new relationships well enough to keep the reader sated. Upon finishing the book, I was hungry for all hell (and the love polygon) to break loose in a book three.
Zarkster More than 1 year ago
Peter Brett returns with a superbly paced and plotted sequel that takes us back to the world of "The Warded Man," but boy-oh-boy, it's not going to be quite what you expected! "The Desert Spear" shows no sign of Arlen, The Warded Man, for over 100 pages! Instead,the first part of the book tells of the life of Jardir, the leader of the desert tribe that Arlen visited, and also the man who took the runed spear of power away from Arlen, and then left him to die in the desert. In many ways this whole section feels like it should have been included in 'The Warded Man,' but might have been excised by an overly cautious editing team. It's a terrific beginning, and you'll soon find yourself caught up in the ways of the desert people and all their conspiracies and politics. Then we get back to all the characters we met in the first book, and follow them as they attempt to warn their part of the world about the impending attack from Jardir, who believes himself to be The Deliverer! Most of the Northern people think Arlen is the Deliverer, however, and when Jardir catches wind that there is another person who might be the Deliverer, he is none too pleased. At the heart of the book is that both men want the world to be freed from the demons that rise at night. There are many exciting action sequences, and lots of new information regarding the history of the runes, and the battle between men and demons are revealed. I loved this book! I wish the third entry was out right now, because it's good enough to make me forsake my policy of not reading two books in a row by the same author. I just can't figure out why it took over 100 pages to get back to the main characters from the first novel.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A very different perspective on demons and the world
LVBookMark on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Good read. Looking forward to more.
stefferoo on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I just realized my review of The Desert Spear is going to sound overly critical, but that isn't to say I disliked the book. Despite a slow start, I ended up enjoying it quite a bit, but it still paled in comparison to how I felt when I first picked up The Warded Man, the book that came before.I'm not going to reveal more than what anyone can read for themselves in a synopsis of the book found on any bookseller website, so I think it's safe to say that it was clear from the start that Jardir, the Krasian leader we met back in the first book, is going to be the Warded Man's rival. Given the circumstances of how the last book ended, Jardir's character wasn't exactly likable, and to flip open The Desert Spear only to have it start off immediately with the story of his life was a disappointment to say the least. I'd wanted more Arlen, more Leesha, more Rojer!After finishing the novel, however, I can sort of see why the author might have chosen to begin it this way. Still, in my opinion, devoting the entire first third of the book to Jardir was a bit too much. Getting through the first part was a trying experience; as fascinating as Brett made the Krasian culture, I soon grew tired of the stereotypes and the pages and pages of testosterone fueled raging.But when I finally made it to where we catch up with our three Thesan heroes again, I was shocked to see how two-dimensional they had become. I was most disappointed with Leesha, who had been my favorite, because she seemed to have become supergirl overnight: beautiful and desirable beyond belief, adept at everything she puts her skills to, perfect in every way. Rojer irked me too, and I realized that what had made him interesting to me in the first book was his relationship with Arrick, his mentor. I remember Rojer's story of how he and Arrick first encountered each other was so powerful and touching that it brought tears to my eyes. No Arrick here meant that the dynamic was gone as well. Then it occurred to me that I felt much the same way about Leesah and Bruna.Arlen fared better. I still think he's a great character, even though everyone else around him seems to have deteriorated into cliches. The less said about any secondary or support characters the better -- some of them, like Gared or Elona or even Jardir's wife have little depth to speak of.Now the good stuff: I liked how Brett provided several "primer" moments to remind readers what had happened in the first book, good for people like me who forget certain details easily, even though it's been barely two weeks since I read The Warded Man. He could have done it more subtly, perhaps, but I appreciated not having to wrack my brain trying to remember something important.And the best part of the book: the last 5%. While I felt the Warded Man had a strong start but fizzled out a bit at the end, I felt the opposite was true in the case of The Desert Spear. The ending Brett left us with is really good, full of action and crazy events that happen both in the north and in the south, and was almost enough to bump my rating up a full star to 4 out of 5. My excitement for this series had waned a little in the beginning, but thanks to the awesome ending, it's now back and I'm looking forward to the next book.
Kassilem on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I liked the first book, The Warded Man, and had hoped that this second book would be as good. One word there. Disappointment. The characterization has lost its appeal. Rojer is even less developed than before; Leesha has suddenly become good at anything and everything she does, and has become even more beautiful than before; and Arlen lacked the sophisticated and mysterious air he had in the first book. I only enjoyed reading his narratives when he was alone traveling in the forests. His interaction with fellow characters didn't seem true to his character at all. And of course Jadir whose back story took up a full 200 pages, with half of that being an overlap of events that had already happened in the first book. Also, I've thought back to the first book and remembered some of the women scenes that I didn't like and then looked at this book and realized I didn't like any of the women scenes. I simply don't like how Brett writes his women. Too much focus on sex/rape and manipulation. If I hadn't wanted to know the how the basic story played out, I wouldn't have finished the book. I hope the third book is better, and that this was just a weak link, because I would not read this book again.
Strider66 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Pros: excellent characterization, immersive writing, fast pacedCons: some readers may not like the brutal realism of the narrative (lots of rape - though nothing is graphically described)The Desert Spear is one of those rare books when the sequel is better than the first book. Mr. Brett really comes into his own in this book. The plot (and if you haven't read The Warded Man/Painted Man this will contain spoilers):Jardir, now proclaimed Shar'Dama Ka (Deliverer), has left the desert to conquer- ahem - unite the men of the North under his banner in preparation for the Sharum Ka, the final battle with the demons.Through flashbacks we get to learn how Jardir progressed to his current position, creating a sympathetic, though still brutal, antagonist. And if you don't like realism in your fantasy (rape, bullying, etc.) you won't like this. Meanwhile, Arlen, going solely by the name 'the Warded Man', tries to ally the northern nations to fight against Jardir's forces. During this mission he encounters many people he hasn't seen since his childhood, meetings that cause him to question the decisions he has made. And though others hail him as their deliverer, he has no desire to take on that role. Finally, we are reintroduced to Renna Tanner, whose father Harl became too friendly with his daughters after his wife's death. Her story is quite horrific.Mr. Brett's characters are fascinating, and remain complete people, each with good and bad points. Even Leesha, Deliverer's Hollow's herb gatherer who, under a different author would be insufferably perfect, is written so well you like her despite her many many abilities. Each character's story is interesting and heartbreaking in its own way. In fact, I wanted to skim by the (well-written) fight scenes just to get back to the character based storylines, they were so good.The demons get nastier, with a new breed introduced who are watching the two potential deliverers.Final verdict: read these books. Peter Brett's one of the best new epic fantasy writers around.
SonicQuack on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Desert Spear starts like a new novel, not the middle part of a trilogy. The first quarter follows the rise of Ahmann Jardir as he inexorably climbs the ranks within the tribes of Krasia. The Desert Spear, once having established this story arc, follows both Jardir and Arlen, the Painted Man, as their destinies collide. This produces a clever new direction for the plot as humans vie for power and territory whilst continuing to war against the demons after sunset. The first third is hard going, especially since the characters from the first book are entirely absent. However once the action swings back to include Arlen and his colleagues the pace and interest is back to that from the first novel. It's still dark and unforgiving at times, however it's Brett's narrative style and tone that makes this compulsive reading.
Temporalis on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I have to say I wasn't dissapointed with this book as a sequel to the Warded Man - an improvement in almost every way on an already amazing series. The writing is superb, and Peter continues his method of telling the entire history of his main characters, even as he introduces new ones (or characters which weren't main before become main characters). You grow up with them, you understand them, and you feel what they feel - I couldn't put the book down.The first section of the book is dedicated to the history of a newly made main character - someone who I didn't like in the previous book, and so I wasn't prepared to accept him as a hero, and really didn't enjoy the first chapter or two. But the writing and story drew me in, and I have to say I enjoyed this book even more than the first. Granted it became better once it returned to the characters I've come to know from the first, but by the end of the history of the new character, I began to understand and even like parts of him. All portions of my previous review of the Warded Man apply, as Peter's writing has only improved since then.I don't want to say too much more without giving away the storyline of the two books - suffice to say, I have to put this series up there as one of my all time favorites so far, without even being complete. I can barely wait for the next book in the series to come out, sometime in 2012.
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Keeps getting better
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SmalltownSR More than 1 year ago
A great story line and fantastic action.
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Loved it, can't wait for the next book
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