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Lasgol bent his head and whispered to Egil: “Are we going to row?”
Have not been impressed by this boy so far. This idiotic question makes me doubt his caliber.
The giant turned half-way round. He had the face of a true Norghanian warrior: square rocky jaw, straight blond hair down to his shoulders.
So am I suppose to support the enemy because it seems like a nation of muscle bound morons.
“Don’t say that…”
More idiocy.
“I think we should warn the Rangers. You’re not well.”
As if they will care. This stupidity is becoming grating. This child willfully refuses to see the world around him. I have read about it for half an hour and already understand how hartless it is. Not that I am enjoying it, just understand it.
Tears came to his eyes.
Aye, because this is sooo unexpected.
Lasgol looked more closely. Yes, he looked like a popular guy, everyone was around him trying to attract his attention. Especially girls.
This is becoming cliche'd.
The door to the cabin opened and a head popped out. “I’m the sixth,” said Egil. His face was as white as a ghost’s.
This place is so unforgiving, so why is the boy who did not even last long enough to arrive still here. This seems unlikely and makes the story unbelievable.
“For all the good it’s going to do us,” said Viggo, “I’d almost rather have gone on the way we were before.”
This is getting old fast. The "bad news bears" vibe works in a comedy but this is suppose to be serious so it just falls flat.
I’m always watching you. All the time.”
Ans i am betting he will still do nothing about all the crap that is obviously going to happen.
He gave her a dismissive gesture and ignored her.
All of these people are caracatures, they can not be real. This is just silly.
“But then, I’m a really trustful person, or at least that’s what they tell me at home. I don’t think I’d be the best judge about those matters.”
At this point I have given up meeting one real character in this book, an actual person and not a one dimentional punchline.
Nothing would make her happier than to free the world of the cursed mages and wizards. She had a profound wish and motive, one of blood.
This people are so unbelievable that trying to give them backstory now just seems too little, too late. I just do not care about them at all.
“It was my fault,” Egil interrupted in an attempt to help him.
No, it was playing with the magic egg for no good reason. This whole story is just one silly trope after another. Not an original thought to be found.
“It’s not dangerous,” he said, more to himself than to the others. “I’m going to keep it.”
Because obviously they let you have pets at this elite military acadamy.
“Are you sure?” Viggo objected. “There’s nothing there, and the ice might break.”
This is pathetic and obvious. Much like this whole book so far.
“No… it didn’t occur to us to try climbing.” She sounded embarrassed.
Nor to work together, this ream is pathetic.
“No, sir…”
He is an idiot.
Lasgol sighed. “Yes sir, agreed.”
This is a lie, he is to stupid to get help.
Lasgol saw the results and his stomach took a turn. They were very bad. Really bad. Worse than he had expected.
Seems to be just about right.
He was going to find out who it had been and expel them.
Like the assassin attemp? This acadamy is all bark, no bite.
“What the hell’s happened now? Can’t you complete a test without bloodshed?”
Can they guard their "secret" camp?
He ran all over the room and gave ever greater leaps. Now he had taken to chasing Viggo, who kept calling him “vermin” and had added “of the frozen abysses”.
This is a summer camp, they have no idea what is going on in their own walls.
And the Panthers achieved the unthinkable. They were to reach the grand finale.
This is not a book, it is a bad summer camp movie.
Lasgol saw the spark of determination in Isgord’s eyes and knew that he was completely serious. He was going to maim him for life.
Was obvious from the start.
Viggo mimicked cuts in various parts of his body. “If you like I can maim him, in several different places, just like that.” He said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, which gave Lasgol gooseflesh. “Honestly, sometimes you scare me,” Ingrid said.
I guess only certain betrayals piss them off.
Lasgol’s eyes turned to Isgord, who gave him a look of hatred mixed with conviction. Today I’m going to defeat you, it said. Lasgol shivered. Uthar turned to the two teams and gave a loud clap. “Now let the final begin! I’m anxious to see what these young people are made of!”
This is ridiculous. This whole thing iscso stupid.
