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Brent Weeks: Beyond the Shadows Brent Weeks: Beyond the Shadows Brent Weeks: Beyond the Shadows

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A new queen has usurped the throne and is leading Cenaria into disaster. The country has become a broken realm with a threadbare army, little food, and no hope. Kylar Stern plans to reinstate his closest friend Logan as King, but can he really get away with murder? In the north, the Godking's death has thrown Khalidor into civil war. To gain the upper hand, one faction attempts to raise the goddess Khali herself. But they are playing with volatile powers, and trigger conflict on a vast scale. Seven armies will converge to save – or destroy – an entire continent. Kylar has finally learnt the bitter cost of immortality, and is faced with a task only he can complete. To save his friends, and perhaps his enemies, he must assassinate a goddess. Failure will doom the south. Success will cost him everything he's ever loved.

Eredeti megjelenés éve: 2008

Tantor Media, Old Saybrook, 2009
ASIN: B002Z9LM24 · Felolvasta: Paul Boehmer
Orbit, London, 2008
720 oldal · puhatáblás · ISBN: 9780316033664

Kedvencelte 3

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Brent Weeks: Beyond the Shadows

Fantasztikus volt a könyv, de a végét egy kicsit összecsapta az író, kellett volna még néhány fejezet, így nem érzem lezártnak a történetet. De még ezzel együtt is kedvenc lett!

Népszerű idézetek


Ah hell, she thinks I’m a eunuch! There was a nice dilemma. How does one interject into a polite
conversation, “By the way, in case you’re ever interested, I do have a penis.”?
“If I could manage a disguise that convinced Yorbas Zurgah I’m a eunuch, I think I can warm your food.
Here.” And he warmed her gruel right then, hoping his I-do-have-a-penis was subtle enough


What had seemed simple—who can stop an invisible man from stealing?—was getting more complicated by the second. Who can stop an invisible man? A mage who can see invisible men.


“The blade burns to warn of danger or magic. The Dark Hunter is both.” So am I, Kylar thought.


Invisible, he simply walked past the sentries in their black tabards emblazoned with a golden sun: the pure light of reason beating back the darkness of superstition. Kylar grinned. The Lae’knaught were going to love the Night Angel.


“Have we met? There’s something about you that seems so familiar.”
“Actually, we did meet once.” During the coup. “I’m sorry I didn’t make more of an impression on you.” Six inches into your heart would have been about right.
“Well, we’ll remedy that.”


“So you’re the big wetboy,” the gap-toothed guard sneered. “You don’t look so tough when you don’t have a helpless woman shielding you.”
“Sorry I made you look bad,” Kylar said. Gap-tooth hit him in the stomach. “Please don’t hit me again,” Kylar said.
“You didn’t make us look bad, you murdering bastard.”
The captain said, “Don’t be an asshole, Lew. Of course he did.”
“Upstairs they’re making him sound like a god. Wetboy-this, wetboy-that. Look at ’im. He ain’t nothing.” Lew casually backhanded Kylar.
“Lew, I—” the captain cut off as Kylar disappeared. One by one the guards realized Kylar had vanished. There was dead silence for a moment. Then it was broken by the clang of manacles hitting the stone floor.
“Where the hell—”
“Sir! He’s gone!”
“Block the door! Block the—”
The cell door slammed closed with all the guards inside. The lock clicked. Kylar reappeared outside. Grinning, he waved the captain’s keys at them.
“That didn’t just happen,” one of them said.
“Tell me that didn’t just happen.” Another cursed under his breath. The rest still looked like they couldn’t believe it.
“Captain,” Kylar said, “will you please ask Lew not to strike me?”
The captain wet his lips. “Lew?”
“Yes, sir. Right, sir.”
Lew met Kylar’s gaze and quickly looked away. Kylar opened the cell door and the men shuffled out sheepishly.
“Should I, uh?” Lew asked, holding up the broken manacles. The captain swallowed.
“Uh, if you don’t mind, Master . . . um, Kagé?” Kylar put his wrists together. They put the manacles on him and walked out of the dungeons. No one said a word. No one laid a hand on him, either.


Kylar waved it off.
“Tell them thanks, but I’m not here ’cause I can’t escape.”
“I told them you’d say that. They said I’d get half for trying. I don’t know what you’re trying to accomplish, but you’re crazy brave.”


“Form up! Hedgehog!” he shouted. “You fools, you’re being
beguiled! Hedgehog formation, damn you!”

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