I suprisingly did enjoy The Prisoner, even though the plot revolved entirely around Marc. I'm a fan of Henderson my self, his character brings about lots of laughs as well as a more mature outlook but Marc has always been an interesting character and I was curious to see what happened to him at the end of Grey Wolves. Watching Marc struggle through labour camps was terrible, there were moments when I would cringe and look away, but continue reading with one eye squinting. I mean, it's interesting but come on,
'It was a relief knowing he wasn't blind beneath the swelling, but soon both eyes were filled with blood as the surgeon cut away strips of skin, then used a sterilised tea-spoon to scoop out rancid-smelling pus and clotted blood.' (pg.67)
Gross much? I can't look at a tea spoon the same :(
All in all, a great novel although lacking that final umph. Muchamore hasn't dissapointed for this one methinks.