Just when we thought we'd seen every supreme extreme in the superhero megaverse... we unearthed the decades-old, skin-flayingly singular work of Steve McArdle and his Red Bullet Comics imprint. From the start, McArdle was a maestro of blood and mayhem, an overlooked '90s creative genius wrapped in black leather and raw ambition. In his undisputed masterpiece Vendetta: Holy Vindicator, skulls, spikes, motorbikes, chains, more chains, and Satan collide at thrash-metal speed in what may be the most intensely confident entry to the self-published comics canon... ever. Just when we thought we'd seen every supreme extreme in the superhero megaverse... we unearthed the decades-old, skin-flayingly singular work of Steve McArdle and his Red Bullet Comics imprint. From the start, McArdle was a maestro of blood and mayhem, an overlooked '90s creative genius wrapped in black leather and raw ambition. In his undisputed masterpiece Vendetta: Holy Vindicator, skulls, spikes, motorbikes, chains, more chains, and Satan collide at thrash-metal speed in what may be the most intensely confident entry to the self-published comics canon... ever.