Just in case somebody out there isn’t aware of this simple fact, I feel I should be absolutely clear here: The Immortal Iron Fist by Ed Brubaker, Matt Fraction and David Aja rocks so hard that even the thought of getting my hands on the next issue makes my eyes glaze over in pure pleasure. I propose that it goes beyond eleven. I have literally had sex that was far less fun than reading this book.
Luke Cage can give you a hint as to why. So can Misty Knight. And so can Orson Randall.
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