Thank God for Aaron and Way. Otherwise I wouldn't be getting the Wolverine fix I need.

This issue starts great. Wolverine in SF. Chinatown. Knowing he has a debt. Him and Nightcrawler in Logan's bedroom with the joke about Wolverine packing light (one box and a bed and some beer, that's all he needs). It's perfect. It feels like Logan.

Toss him into an unlikely situation with samurai, ninja, dragons, and a blood debt and you've got yourself the makings of a kickass Wolverine story. You see, it seems that something big and bad happened 50 years ago that people haven't forgotten and now Logan has to pay up that debt. And it looks to be quite awesome.

The virtues of this book are the creative team. Pure and simple. By putting Aaron and Segovia in the driver's seat, we are given a gritty, down-to-basics Logan story that revolves around a central mystery of what he did in his past and how he screwed some people over, and we're going to get to see him and some other karate enthusiasts kick some ass. It looks awesome. The cover, by Dave Wilkins, brings the badass by showing a Wolverine flowing with anger and power, short, stocky, and ready to just tear you to pieces.

And Segovia, having an art style reminiscent of my favorite Wolverine artist, Leinil Yu, makes the package all the better. You've heard all about how I love Aaron's work on Wolverine and Ghost Rider, so this is just a natural progression of this. It seems very Big Trouble in Little China, and that being one of my favorite movies makes me very excited to see how this comic plays out.

When Wolverine's ex-girlfriend shows up at the end, one can only assume that this is going to be big. And bad.