Never let it be said that Neil Gaiman isn'w willing to tackle the big picture in a small setting. Well, I don't know who would say that, really. The Sandman did it often enough, as well as just going whole hog into the grand story.
All of this ties into the young Englishman and his own actions. Whatever he's done is never stated directly but it's not so oblique that a reader can't surmise what's happened. Depending on one's perspective, the end implies justice done or a perpetrator escaped, in keeping with the ambiguities of a deities opaque moral code and actions to enforce it. It's not a story from The Sandman, but it feels like it could be.
This is very much a typical Gaiman story where he presents a situation that's engaging and intriguing, includes some deep questions, and leaves the reader to bring his own perspective to what's occurred and what it means. If you're a fan of Gaiman, as I am, you'll enjoy this very much. And if you're a fan of P Craig Russell's great art, you won't be disappointed, either. There's not much to say about Russells' work. It's the wonderful quality of work that he always brings to the show. He captures detail in small panels and dramatic grandiosity in the large.