Throughout Brett's works, big fight scenes are fewer than one would expect for a story of a pair of fabled warriors, or their children, saving the world. Most encounters are either diverted around by placing them outside of the line or the story or diverted by the main characters. This style makes the large fights where the good of the characters and their lives seem all the more important as they stand out. It shows that these characters only fight, no matter how powerful they are or how heavily the odds may be in their favor, when they absolutely have to. This reinforces a theme of only fighting when you must. And allows for memorable and intense fights like when arlen, a character who swore only to help people, challenges another man to a fight to the death, or when he buys his time for months waiting for a plan only to make a psychotic plan because nobody has a better one.
When Brett starts the series he begins at the very start of the story, the first event for each character that changed their life and sent them down the path they walk. Whenever Brett introduces a new character in a book, that book starts with many mixed in chapters of the characters history, their path in life that took them up to the present point of the story. This means the reader knows every important character intimately, and that Brett is able to give each a personality shaped and honed throughout their upbringing to make very individual characters. There are only 2 notable places where this recipe is not followed: for one instance it is because the group of characters' notable divergence was an event portrayed from a different perspective. For The other expectation, the only subtle look we get about his history is used to emphasize the mysterious and odd personality of the character. These two exceptions still lead to the same end result, a deep character that the reader can see on their own with their own personality when compared to everyone else.
Brett has a unique way of opening a new scene or detailing a fight, let's say for instance your main group of characters enter the throne-room of another duke. Most authors would have what may be described as a pause or slow time moment as the characters enter the throne room and walk to the base of the steps. During this pause all necessary bits of information about the placement of the throne and guards, possible locations of hidden soldiers prepared to do the main group harm and other important bits of information before time goes back to normal and the scene plays out with little or not more description of the setting until something changes drastically. Brett does this very differently; if the main group entered the throne room in one of Brett's novels the reader would receive the details as the scene plays out. Large details important to the groups are mentioned while striding in, placement of doors to throne locations of the largest groups of guards and their weapons. Possible doors and ways of entrance or exit. During the conversation with the duke characters may take note of nooks in the wall with archers, the material of the floor and traction. Escape route if needed. As the scene plays out the reader gets a clearer and clearer view of the scene. Just as if you were in the group walking into the surveying the throne room with them. The reader has a foggy picture early in the scene and a crystal clear lens moments before things change.
The great doors part beside me as I stride forward, the rippling crowd of colors in the stands, an eye soar for the fight to come, and the roaring noise deafening me from the sounds that truly matter. The packed dry dirt floor has a layer of dust following my boots with each stride, cutting my traction and my biggest advantage over the hulking man on the other side of this hell they call entertainment. I would rather have a peaceful deescalation before I was forced into this trial by combat but my sister was always the better negotiator. Unluckily for this so-called champion in front of me my strengths have always been with the six foot spear held in my left hand, the last foot of either end being polished and sharpened to a deadly finish. I might be dwarfed by the man I am to face, but steel doesn't care how big you are, it slices all the same. The crowd's noise slowly turns to a unanimous chant, their champion’s name, but I don't understand their language to attempt to pronounce it, not that I'll need to by the end of the hour. My opponent must have felt disrespected by my calm entrance because he shouts, sounding furious, and charges me, the strap of his shield snapping when his forearm flexes. A rookie mistake letting anger guide his decisions blinding him from the subtle details that change the balance of a fight. His armor covers his vitals, but I had no intention of killing him, only humiliating him. As he reaches me he swings his broad axe in a violent raging swing, a pitiful attempt. He likely thinks I’m cornered because I kept the wall at my back by circling the area instead of meeting him in the open. I duck his swing pushing off the wall to flow around him dragging the trailing point of my spear close enough to slice the waist strap of his breastplate. Then flicking the leading point over my shoulder slicing the shoulder strap on his left side. I put a step between us as the hulk turns to face me, his chest armor dangling loosely from one shoulder. Dropping his shield he pulls a sword from his hip that looks more like a dagger in his hands slicing the remaining strap of his armor. The crowd has gone silent, the faces of the one in the seats behind their caption look a mix of horror, defeat, and amazement. My opponent begins to circle me, I do the same, the eerie silence of the thousands watching would be deafening to most, but I would have them tuned out either way. When my back reaches the wall again the fool attacks me with both weapons from both directions as if that would stop me from dodging. I take a step back then spring off the dirt floor and then the wall leaping over the man's head and slicing the strap of his helmet as I tumble over his head. Attempting to change his swing the novice throws himself off balance, tripping forward. I land behind him, tipping his helmet off with the tip of my spear. Then I drop my spear, drawing 2 daggers as I land in the dust, pressing the daggers to the brute’s back as he falls forward.
The whole emulation was based around a gladiator style fight in a Colosseum like setting. The fight itself had meaning with it being stated at a trial by combat. Because of this combined with the character not understanding the audience's language and their clear underestimate of the POV’s abilities it would be safe to say the main character is in an unfamiliar place. This replicated Brett's writing style of having his fights punctuate and show the important plot events.
In this expert the main characters' reflection on their sisters' better negotiation skills but their own better fighting skills shows the individuality Brett likes to develop between his characters. The main character only wanting to distinctly win the fight without actually hiring the opponent shows deep character and morals behind the character, not wanting to cause unnecessary death. This is reflected with the deep moral and moral dilemmas as Brett creates with his characters. This character is training to be well fit to kill, but would rather leave the person physically unharmed, only hurting their pride.
When this character entered the scene the major details like crowd the ground surface were given immediately but more minute details like the opponents armor or weapons were given during the major events or had to be inferred in varying difficulty based on the text, like the style of armor the opponent was wearing or what weapons he had on his person. This is very similar to Brett's way of detailing scenes, especially fight scenes. Most of the time in Brett's fight scenes the reader and the POV character find weaknesses or hidden armor at the same time, leading to increased tension during fight scenes as you never truly know what the opponent has up their sleeve.