Knaak's work is like a two-handed Viking axe cutting a swarth through grunt bodies. He isn't delicate, he isn't precise, but if you know what to expect, he will impress every time. The Silent Enemy continues to build the legend of Nermesa Klandes, friend and body guard to Robert Howard's Conan the Cimmerian, and by book's end, his importance to Conan's kingdom is solidified through indubitable characterization that Knaak has proven time and again to be adept at building in his heroes. Plotting in the Silent Enemy lacks the endering quality of character development, but the action moves at such a break-neck pace that the book serves as much more of a summer blockbuster than anything award-winning. This book serves as well as any of Knaak's stories to continue my guilty fascination with his work. It may not be Pulitzer material, but it does keep me coming back, and the next time I see a new Knaak book on the shelf, I'll be sure to pick it up.