The ‘KO’ that pops up whenever an enemy is defeated in Midnight Suns might insist that this is all good, clean, bloodless Marvel fun. But that’s a little hard to swallow as Blade darts between foes at supernatural speed, chaining katana slashes with salvos from his twin submachine guns. Or, indeed, as his teammate Captain Marvel pulls a telegraph pole from its mooring and brings it down on a pack of Hydra soldiers, then boots a straggler into a freshly opened hellmouth. A final victim is left bloodied but still standing – until Blade pounces, draining their life force in order to feed his own. He certainly seems every bit as deadly as his cinematic counterpart.
Back home at the Abbey, though, Blade is a pussycat, playing bigger brother to his teenaged teammates, and responsible for combat training and the odd yoga session. Later, after a session by the pool to take advantage of his immunity to sunlight, we offer
