Kull, of course, had a long history at Marvel, but It's a shame neither they or Howard ever did more with Brak, as he's a great character, and like Howard's best heroes, carries a sense of doom and foreboding, knowing that both he and his entire race are running out of time.
After all, his name means Raven, Son Of Morn. What better name could there be for the last king of a dying race?
Kings Of The Night cries out for the epic poetry of a Barry Smith or Tim Conrad, but David Wenzel does a solid job here, and his style fits nicely with a story set in ancient Britain, he just always seemed more of a Tolkien than an REH artist to me.
As well as the frisson of a Howard team-up, I think I like this story so much because, near Cambridge, there's an ancient woodland called Wandlebury Woods, that's supposedly haunted by the ghosts of a fallen Roman legion, and when I used to live near there and drove past it, I couldn't help but imagine Bran and his tribe, skulking behind the trees, weapons bared. Robert E. Howard makes you think like that.