In the ensuing battle, the boy loses the storyteller, his companion on his mission, to the forces of the Afterlife. So he continues on his journey, pretty much like what an aircraft does when the pilots decide to take a nap with autopilot on in the middle of a journey, to a rebel organisation.
There he is caught in an ensuing political imbroglio over him. And with suddenness so typical of Paolini, an enemy army crashes in out of nowhere, complete with giant barbarian beasts, sorcerers and even a magical abomination. This thing then fights the boy and gives him a cut in the back, before being finished off.
That's the end of Eragon, so now on to Eldest.
Name sounds okay? Think the book's gonna be alright? That's where you're wrong, my little chickadee...the book is nothing short of Horrible!
In fact, it's so horrible that I'm just not going to tell you how horrible it was!
You see, it spares you the misfortune of reading it and it spares me the misfortune of typing it all out!!!
Goodbye people!
P.S.- I hope I can get something better for you net time...
bala
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