I’ve watched professional wrestling for almost 25 years. It’s the only sport/sports entertainment that I truly enjoy. I like Lucas Mangum, and despite my hesitation on this book, gave it a shot. So the first 25% of the book is a barrage of characters, which get convoluted with wrester’s names, ring aliases, wrestling terms, and some very awkward verbal exchanges. It was very hard to keep track of anyone, and again, I’m saying this as someone who follows the sport. For anyone who does not, they’d be completely lost early on. The next 50% of the book reminded me of From Dusk ‘Til Dawn, when the vampires attacked everyone in the bar. There is a high body count, absolute chaos, and there are creatures all over. Unfortunately, the plot here is totally lost among the gigantic cast of characters that the authors try to balance, and there are a ton more wrestling references stuck in. Even the violence seemed to be breezed over, just to insert more wrestling tidbits. I think back to Adam Howe’s One Tough Bastard, which leaned hard on action movie references, but they didn’t interrupt or blunt the plot points. It was just very well done, but in this story, the wrestling stuff was absolute overkill and did very little to benefit the book. It could have all been toned down a lot, and the plot could have been beefed up, which would have made this an entirely different reading experience. The last portion of the book had a little more focus, but still relied heavily on the survivors getting past the demons and escaping the arena. The ending was also left wide open, which after going through almost 300 pages of a lot of fluff, really frustrated me, too.