I'm probably going to go slightly off the range with this, so please keep with me.
I've ticked the 'hide spoilers' button for this review, but I'm not sure why I have done so really. The plot development and dramatic conclusion on this novel were screamingly predictable; but I want to make something clear: I don't necessarily consider that a negative. There was something familiar in the way the plot panned out, and while I don't disparage the lack of exciting twists, I do strongly dislike the taste of re-fried beans the book leaves in the mouth. In short, Feist has done this book to death before. Not only does he seem reticent to let old characters melt away with time, he can't let the plots that underpin them go either. It's so similar to the original trilogy, with a few extra bodies, that it's almost offensive. And yet, that's not this books biggest issue.
In review the second book in this series, I ended by suggesting that it felt like a half-told story. I get the idea of foreshadowing in a series of books, and that's good - I do it too much myself, but when you're confronted (as an author, editor or reader) with a pair of books like this and Rise of a Merchant Prince, that so clearly would operate infinitely better as one, it's maddening. RoaMP provides little or no satisfaction in it's culmination. You get to the end of it and it just feels like one of the worst LOST episodes. And in keeping with that, Rage of a Demon King really does just pick straight up. The invasion of Krondor is much anticipated, and finally arrives in this novel. An event that has been looked toward for two novels forms the central fulcrum of both this third novel and the four-book series as a whole. Had I accidentally turned over two pages at once, I'd perhaps have missed it. I get that the invading army is impressively large, but Krondor doesn't half collapse easily. I know, the idea is to hold the enemy at Nightmare Ridge; but it just feels like the person writing the account of one of the most important events in Midkemian history was perhaps looking the other way when it happened.
And this is where I'm going to go slightly off range. I really enjoy the battle passages after the fall of Krondor, detailing the retreat to Nightmare Ridge. The defence of Darkmoor isn't bad either. But the dealings with Roo's family and their flight behind the defensive line are just confusing. Here you have two parties: Roo and his family, and Erik and his army. Both are retreating ahead of a massive army pouring across the land. There is almost complete confusion, as is to be anticipated, but in a strange and seemingly-unintended metaphysical blending of literature and reality, it seems Feist gets just as confused. It's like Feist was actually there, writing this book on the back of one of Roo's wagons, as the enemy chased them. In portions the time-framing is completely bollixed. Chopping from character to another, what takes place in the space of three days for Roo, skulking through the woods with his group, at the same time covers a month in the field for Erik! Literally, in one passage Erik talks of the month that has just passed, and yet Roo is still hiding in the forest! It's confused and incoherent for the most part, and the snippets of warfare - that are enjoyable to read - need almost to be read our of context.
And Roo's odd segue to go and deal with Sylvia and Duncan - to utter miscreants from RoaMP - is so weird. It's almost jabbed in amongst the rest of the narrative as an afterthought. "Oh, I'd better deal with those people..." Instead of having their fall be the result of some crescendo of intrigue and subterfuge, Roo just stumbles upon them while he's trying to flee the fallen Krondor. It's almost absurd, and certainly is very far away from the satisfied feeling one should get when horrid characters like Sylvia and her father get their comeuppance.
And as for Calis and the Lifestone; that's just a little...crap. In recent books, Feist has taken the piss with convenience characters like Nakor, who once again here produces a codex that handily explains everything for everyone. And the way virtual-godlike Pug lets himself be talked into a suicidal mission against the Demon King is equally stupid. And Miranda...yeah, I don't like her. Struggled in the last book, just flat out dislike in this. Prince Patrick? Don't really get to know him, overly much. Macros is ace, as is Nakor when he's not wearing the, "I'm Ray's Deus ex Machina" T-Shirt. But once again, the big plan of the enemy is to get to a green cube in Sethanon. And who is the enemy this time? Deliberate confusion reigns supreme, but suffice to say, it's always bigger bigger bigger. Is it a Moredhel Prophet; a necromancer; or even a Demon King? No! Now Pug et al face a mad god. Not an angry one, mind you: an apparently schizophrenic one. We end up - via Nakor's Codex of Convenience - spinning concepts that are so removed from the gritty reality down the road in Darkmoor that it comes to feel like two separate books without much relation.
And then it ends. Calis...does something. I'm still not sure what. You have your a-typical end of level baddie battle, oh and a cheesy moment when Tomas inexplicably lets out some completely inappropriate battle cry because he pulled his sword out of the lifestone... Miranda strumpets around with Calis, confusing the poor...poor...what IS Calis again? Anyway, there are mixed signals, definitely! bah!
Look, there's lots to enjoy in fits and starts through Rage, but it's far from Feist's best work. In returning to his complete works, I worry that I am coming to realise that his earlier books just weren't as good as I remember. The middle two books here could have been combined to one, a lot of the needless guff edited out, and a very strong book may just have been the result. Instead what we get is the literary equivalent of trying to arrange four food items on a dinner plate: there's nothing wrong with the sum of the parts, but it's just never going to be right. (Seriously, try it. You can't make even numbered food items look good on a plate!)
For all of that, is this a bad book? No, not really. I rattled through it fast enough, and the characters I like (quick mention for Kitty and Owen Greylock here) are good. But it's just frustrating that the negatives seem to slightly outweigh the positives somewhat. And the last in the series now deals with trying to get Krondor back...on to Shards of a Broken Crown.