90-something-percent of the novel was spent following some frustrating character or just otherwise not going anywhere, just for all the interesting things to happen in basically the epilogue, and for every novel to have some frustrating deus-ex-machina be wheeled out at the last second, because of reasons, I guess? It all felt frustrating and pointless. It was like the fiction equivalent of that person who goes “nah space marines would win because uhm actually they have the xyz”.