Didn’t enjoy this book as much as other David Gemmell novels. The story began interestingly enough, but as it progressed it seemed to increasingly lose focus. The opening character, Tarantio/Dace seemed to drift away from his own story and end up with nothing resolved. Instead, other characters were introduced who spent a lot of time talking about themselves, and talking about other characters, then talking about logistics, then more about other characters. It was hard not to imagine that the publisher had told Gemmell to pad the story with an extra twenty thousand words, just for the sake of wordcount.
There was a lot of promise and potential in the story, but by the end I felt as though it just fizzled out with the same lack of focus it suffered from early on. By all means, there are the classic siege and morality relativity typical of Gemmell’s work, but in this instance it just didn’t really come together very well for me. Not a terrible book, but pretty average fantasy fare and below average for Gemmell.