Monday, February 24, 2014
I’ve battled the Reapers of Chaos before–and survived. But this time I have a Bad, Bad Feeling it’s going to be a fight to the death … most likely mine.
Yeah, I’ve got my psychometry magic, my talking sword, Vic–and even the most dangerous Spartan on campus at my side, in Logan freaking Quinn, but I’m no match for Loki, the evil Norse god of chaos. I may be Nike’s Champion, but at heart, I’m still just Gwen Frost, that weird Gypsy girl everyone at school loves to gossip about.
Then someone I love is put in more danger than ever before, and something inside me snaps. This time, Loki and his Reapers are going down for good … or I am.
This is the last book of this series. The last book in a Young Adult Urban Fantasy series that dealt with every mythology ever and had a high school I'd kill to go to. I'm not ready for this.
Let me fess up right now - I kind of wanted to smack Logan around...a lot...in the last couple of books. And maybe also Gwen a little bit. And all of their classmates. Many of their teachers. Some of the other adults. Really it was going to be a slapfest in general if no one got on the band wagon that shit was getting real.
Despite how much I enjoyed this series I sometimes felt a little frustrated with how these people kept trying to do something normal when every indicator pointed to normal would lead to travesty. I had a surreal moment when Gwen found out that some classmates were betting on whether the Reapers would attack at the dance or not. Because honestly? Gwen was right, it wasn't even a close bet. They would because their MO was basically 'You want normal stuff? That's gotta stop right here while we just do something even more horrifying then last time'. I was so happy someone at least seemed to acknowledge it.
One of the strongest points for this series has always been Gwen's friends and the adults in her life. I know that sounds odd considering I wanted to slap them all around, but none of that had anything to do with how they were with each other. Gwen began the series as your typical outcast loner type. She had little enough interest in making friends and in the beginning they had little interest in making friends with her. But over the course of the six books (and numerous side stories), we've seen that Gwen doesn't just need her friends because it may have been foretold that way, she needs them because they keep her grounded. Without them she can't find her center and motivation (she was, in many ways, becoming very much like her cousin Rory).
The climatic battle between Gwen and Loki is, as you can imagine, rather epic. And the resolution is purely Gwen. When Gwen realized what she had to do it became very obvious was she was chosen as Nike's champion. Its hard to imagine that anyone else could have come up with such a perfect solution.
I did cry. This book isn't without its moments of heartfelt sadness and emotions. While I can say that by in large it ends on a good note, its not without lots of consequence.
And I really have to wonder at the body count in this series total. Because we're once again treated to the Red Shirt Brigade (aka the Reapers) as they just THROW themselves at Gwen's group. Literally. If the Reapers had trained half as hard as Gwen's group they may have had a better shot, but other then some fancy sword work the rank and file members all really kind of sucked.
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