Batman is normally bandied about as the paragon of all the superheroes — he's resourceful, has the best gadgets, and can make guano rain down upon his foes with but a snap of his fingers. But Batman pales in comparison to the serpentine Indian beefcakeNagraj, who possesses basically every damn superpower out there, but often chooses to simply shoot snakes out of his wrists.
Our story begins with a crate of street chocolate innocently falling outside of Raj Public School in Delhi. The nearby children feast their way through perhaps 100 pounds of free cacao in maybe 40 seconds.
This entire page is derailed by the maniac poetry that is the translated dialogue. It's nowhere as egregious as those Indian James Bond comics, but it's just off-kilter enough to make a gaggle of poisoned children unintentionally funny. (see: "It is dangerous to eat such unattended things!" he screamed as if he had lost his sense for some time.)
So we go from the ambulances that sound like urine in top panel to 700 dead children directly below it. And this only the comic's sixth page! You have never seen a Spider-Man comic this narratively ambitious.
Some gangsters are interrogating a guy named Tony, who used to work for the notorious terrorist Zebra. I can barely articulate how much I love this collection of panels. The sound effects! Nagraj's preparation is MORE SNAKES! Also, he missed "all the aims!"
Nagraj comics have all sorts of problems with narrative tension because the hero is more invincible than Superman. In fact, he's so unkillable that he yearbook-poses just to demonstrate how not-fatality-prone he is.
Nagraj finally catches up with Zebra, thanks to his legion of snakes who sing his own praises. Our hero hangs the hapless villain on an overpass bearing the logo of Raj Comics (Nagraj's real-life publisher)...