If you were hoping for a breather after Jeremy Robinson’s The Last Hunter: Descent, the sequel will give you no such thing. The fast pace continues right where Descent left off. And the plot, as they say, only thickens. And I’m not talking thickens like going from skim to whole milk, I’m talking thickens like syrup, molasses, honey, chunky peanut butter… What’s one of the many remarkable things about Pursuit is that, despite being the second book in the series, its action, intensity, plot development, character development, and hold on the reader doesn’t waiver a centimeter. And if you’ve read his Antarktos Rising as I have… perhaps you too will get a series of chills scaling your spine when reading Pursuit’s very last words. As a writer myself, I marvel at Robinson’s ability to rope in all manner of mythologies and legends, managing to make them all feel right at home in the Antarctic underground. That’s right. The ANTARCTIC UNDERGROUND… if this means nothing to you, then you should stop reading this review right now and read Antarktos Rising and The Last Hunter: Descent. Don’t you dare try reading Pursuit without reading Descent first… it would be like watching Empire Strikes Back without seeing New Hope! Or like seeing Tron Legacy before seeing Tron (ok, perhaps I shouldn’t compare Descent to the first Tron – have you seen it lately? – but how anyone could understand any of the new movie without seeing the first – like who or what Tron even is – I have no idea). Actually, it’d probably be more like watching Rocky II before Rocky I, or American Ninja I before…well, maybe not, but you get the idea. Anyway, despite hoping the author takes a long vacation to avoid a burnout that might render him forever craftless (have you seen his level of output? The guy must have gotten his hands on some device that stops time for him…), I nevertheless hope the next Last Hunter novel makes its way into my hands pronto. The journey is incredible, and I love how he takes themes I’m somewhat familiar with due to my own storytelling, and twists them in ways that I would have never imagined. The last chapter… well, remember in Empire Strikes Back when Vader tells Luke that he’s his father? And then Luke lets go and falls, and he’s just spinning head over heels down into oblivion? Well, imagine the movie ending right there… that’s kind of how Pursuit left me… shocked. Wanting more. Needing more.