
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The trilogy ends with a tale as old as time: a plague comes, and those in power seek to weaponize it for their own ends. The in universe politics get quite complicated on this one, because no one knows who’s gonna get sick, who might be immune, and what the effects on society at large will be…except for the fact that there is going to be a seismic shift in power no matter what. And then there’s the dragons to think about, dragons that are supposed to be officially extinct, but they, like life in Ian Malcolm’s iconic line…uh, finds a way. While this book was a much slower read than its predecessors, it’s no less gripping for it, and Reintgen sticks the landing very well, and very unexpectedly too.
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