Enemies III (1984) brings us ever more dopes and weirdos to trouble our heroes with. The production values are a bit higher, but a new artist is on the scene: Mike Witherby. His line work is slicker and more profesh, but lacks the madcap energy of Mark Williams. Its still good though.

Perhaps because of the artist switch, this batch seems a bit flatter and more generic to me, which is fine, honestly. The previous books have a surplus of zany character. Stronghammer the Dwarf is a contender for the doofiest doof, an actual dwarf pulled from his fantasy world into our own and subsequently mistaken for a supervillain for some reason. Another contender is the Green Knight, whose head is in his chest, Arnim Zola-style, in a profound misunderstanding of the medieval poem. My absolute favorite is the completely unremarkable mercenary named Bullet, because his real name is Randolph Bullet.