The Way of Shadows
Brent Weeks
An impressive cover that sucked me right in. It was a good thing too. The Way of the Shadows (Book One in The Night Angel Trilogy) is a great entry into the fantasy genre. It is packed with interesting characters and lots of magic and mayhem. The setting is detailed and most importantly believable. There is a degree of political manoeuvring involved and many twisty plot developments so be warned, you will need to concentrate. The pay off is worth it though.
I appreciated the evolving conflict within the young hero Kylar. He is forced to kill in order to survive but hates himself for it. I also liked the grey areas surrounding other key characters so you switch from hating them to liking them, particularly as the story develops and schemes are revealed. In terms of characterisation I was impressed that the female leads were smart and resilient, although the fact that everyone was beautiful was a little annoying. But then again, this is a fantasy.
For those of you who might be a little wary of this fact, or maybe looking to get into the genre, The Way of the Shadows is a good transition novel. Even though in the great fantasy tradition the characters and cities have unpronounceable names, the hero is a young orphan and everyone is after magical objects in order to rule the world, it is still a book that can be appreciated by hesitant fantasy readers, especially if you like action and adventure. For example;
The moment he cracked the door, someone kicked the other side with more than mortal strength. The doors blew into him, hitting his face first, then his shoulder. It launched him back into the room.
He almost kept his feet, but as he flew back, he tripped over Elene’s unconscious body and went down hard. He slid across the stone floor until his head collided with the wall.
Barely holding onto consciousness, black spots exploding in front of his eyes, Kylar must have drawn the pair of daggers on pure instinct because his hands protested in pain as the daggers were knocked out of them.
“Boy?”
Kylar had to blink several times before he could see again. When his vision cleared, the first thing he saw was the knifepoint an inch from his eye. He followed that up the gray-clad arm and hooded body.
Woozy, Kylar wondered why he wasn’t dead. But even before Hu pulled back his hood, Kylar knew.
Momma K had betrayed them. She’d sent him to kill the wrong man.
Extract taken from pp347.
Brent Weeks is a new author whose makes well trodden ground seem fresh and relatable. If you are into fantasy then I would definitely recommend this. And even if you aren’t there is still a lot to enjoy. Besides, let’s face it, stories about assassins are cool. For older readers.