This seventh book in the series pulls the story line up from its prior slump. Space opera tropes, including vast fleets clashing through interstellar regions of our galaxy blazed with fresh fire. I savored the new, inscrutable aliens tugging strings from the shadows, exposing layers of star gods and elder manipulators that mirrored L Ron Hubbard and Scientology's wild cosmology with Thetans plotting, Xenu, and the ancient "incidents."
The main character steered the human fight, making monumental decisions with bad data. I enjoyed the gritty characters as they sidestepped plot twists with razor wit. Fleet clashes thrummed; close combat boarding raids checked the space opera box.
Alien tech pulverized humanity's defenses; I did not like the repetitive eleventh-hour saves because they were over-used. But the author made it all work. What if galaxy architects juggle us as pawns? The reader grapples with free will trapped in scripted destinies, a cosmic horror twist. Douglas revived the saga for me. 5/5 Stars
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