The season finale of “Daredevil: Born Again” has finally dropped—and yes, we’re still screaming. What a wild, gut-punch of a ride it’s been. From courtroom chaos to brutal back-alley brawls, this season swung for the fences, and the finale? It hit like a billy club to the heart.
As Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) himself put it so perfectly, this season has been all about “babysitting chaos.” But somehow, amid all the betrayals, backroom deals, and shattered bones, there’s been a powerful emotional throughline grounding it all. In its final hour, “Born Again” pulls everything together—serving us not just hard-hitting action, but soul-deep character moments, and a haunting sense that this city’s war is only just beginning.
The finale doesn’t just cap off the season—it reshapes the playing field entirely. Alliances shift, masks return, and old ghosts creep back into the spotlight. And while it gives us a fitting send-off for now, it also tees up one hell of a future for Matt Murdock and the city.
So, let’s dive into that ending—and everything it might possibly set up for what comes next.
Vanessa…
Fresh off Matt’s hypothesis in Episode 7—that Vanessa (Ayelet Zurer) was, in fact, more responsible for Foggy’s (Elden Henson) death than Fisk himself—the pieces now fall into horrifying alignment. Matt was right. She wasn’t just involved. She orchestrated it.
We flash back to one year earlier, when Vanessa Fisk visits everyone’s favorite unhinged marksman, Benjamin Poindexter (Wilson Bethel) in the penitentiary. In a sort of power move, she basically offers him a twisted form of salvation: freedom in exchange for two very specific kills—Benjamin “Dumb Benny” Gaffaro and his lawyer, the beloved Foggy Nelson. She doesn’t just dangle freedom—she offers him the reclamation of his purpose, identity, and a sick sort of absolution.
She brings up his hand in the assassination of Ray Nadeem. Reminds him of what he’s capable of. Not in a way that reprimands him, but in a way that flatters him. Manipulates him. She strokes the bruised ego of a killer who once believed he was righteous—necessary. She frames it as unfinished business. A return to form. A redemption arc, poisoned at the root.
And yeah—on paper, it makes no damn sense. Why would Poindexter take this deal? The Fisks broke him. Kingpin used him like a pawn, then discarded him like trash. Fisk literally murdered Julie Barnes, just to keep him compliant. Every shred of trust should’ve been burned to ash.
But Vanessa isn’t Fisk. And Poindexter isn’t a rational man anymore.
He’s a ghost of himself—fractured, directionless, aching for some kind of order in the chaos of his mind. She gives him that. Not truth. Not love. But clarity. And in his eyes, that’s enough. He’s got nothing to lose. No one left to betray him. So he says yes. He lets the Bullseye back in.
Poindexter takes the deal. And we’re zipped back into the present as he’s perched on that balcony, rifle in hand, scope trained on Wilson Fisk. The man who broke him. The man he still might hate.
It should’ve been a clean hit. But Matt Murdock, ever the martyr, takes the bullet instead.
The Right Thing To Do
As Matt lies on a hospital bed, the episode shifts gears into something more introspective. He’s battered, broken, and barely conscious, but even in this fog, he can feel the city slipping into hell. Kirsten and Heather hover at his bedside like two competing specters of his personal life—one a beacon of comfort, the other a complicated reminder of how tangled his world has become. When Matt learns that Poindexter survived and is back on the board, it ignites something in him. The Daredevil may be down, but he’s not out—not while Fisk is still standing.
However, Heather stands in his way—not as an adversary, but as someone who genuinely cares. She’s seen too much, lost too much, and even now, with Matt laid up and barely holding it together, she’s not asking him to stop because she’s angry. She’s asking him to stop because she’s afraid.
The debate from the previous episode still echoes in every tense breath between them. Yes, Daredevil saved her-which she still hasn’t pieced together. He pulled her out of the nightmare Muse dragged her into. But at the same time, Muse found her because of Daredevil’s world. And more disturbingly, in Heather’s eyes, Daredevil and Muse feel like two sprouts from the same twisted seed. One punishes evil in the name of justice. The other does it in the name of art.
He questions her loyalty. Not in anger, but in disbelief. How can she still not see it? How can she not understand that Fisk is playing her? That the man she trusts as the City’s savrious, is a monster wearing a gentleman’s mask?
The emotional weight here is thick. Matt’s relationships are fraying—his connection to Heather strained by her proximity to Fisk, his past with Karen heavy with memories, and the ghost of Foggy looming large over everything. Yet, it’s in these moments of pain that Matt begins to rebuild himself. He questions everything—his mission, his failures, even the mask.
Pinning The City Down
Meanwhile, in the chilling calm of their fortress, Fisk and Vanessa sit like monarchs surveying a kingdom on the edge of ruin. Vanessa’s twisted love had already been proven prior, seeing that she had killed Adam on her own.
The city may be tearing itself apart, but for them, it’s finally coming into focus. Fisk, speaks with unshakable conviction. Now that they’re back together—truly aligned, no more shadows between them—he believes they can seize more control than ever before.
Fisk gathers his taskforce, all under the guise of a public safety initiative. But it’s clear: this isn’t about safety. It’s about domination. His primary focus is the vigilantes—he wants them eradicated, hunted down, and forced into hiding once and for all.
After the taskforce disperses, Fisk turns to Buck with a quiet but dangerous request. He instructs Buck to carry out a critical mission: Kill Matt Murdock. Make it look like Matt succumbed to the injuries from the earlier attack—no one should question the official story. Fisk’s words are chilling in their cold efficiency, a testament to his unwavering control over the situation.
Sheila, ever the skeptic, raises her concerns again. She questions Fisk’s motives, wondering if going after vigilantes is the right move. But Fisk’s resolve is unshaken. He explains that the city needs a “push,” a decisive action to solidify his authority. He recognizes that some people in his circle aren’t fully on board with his vision, and he plans to eliminate them one by one. Sheila, despite her doubts, is asked to carry out his bidding, further cementing her role in this morally bankrupt world.
The weight of the situation seems to be taking its toll on Sheila. In a private moment, Commissioner Gallo vents his frustrations to her. He confides that the taskforce is made up of disgraced officers who are now wielding more power than ever before. He sees the corruption around him, and it’s clear that he feels powerless in the face of it all. But he also recognizes that Sheila is one of the few people left with any semblance of sanity in this mess. He expresses his frustration with the growing grip of Fisk on the city and the mayor’s office, all but declaring that Fisk’s hold is starting to feel like a law unto itself. He wishes, almost desperately, that Sheila could do something to stop it.
Meanwhile, with the city now under a complete lockdown, Buck arrives at the hospital, the deadly toxin shot in his hand ready for use. He strides through the halls with a sense of purpose, the task ahead clear. But when he arrives at Matt’s room, the bed is empty. Matt is gone. The unsettling emptiness of the room only deepens the mystery—Matt Murdock is nowhere to be found.
The Kitchen
And so, we learn that Matt escapes and decides to go back to his apartment to recuperate and lay low for a bit, his radar pings him that someone else is in the vicinity. And in a huge “hooray” for us all, it’s the one and only Frank Castle! That son of a gun, the wrecking ball we didn’t know we missed this much.
He’s in Matt’s apartment like he owns the place, but of course, he’s here for a reason. Frank’s first order of business? Complaining about Matt’s complete lack of coffee-making supplies. Frank’s cranky because Matt doesn’t even have the basics. When did Frank get so passionate about coffee this much? Whatever it is, we love it.
As Frank grumbles about the lack of caffeine, Frank tells Matt that he’s here to get him out of the impending station, before the taskforce arrives to ruin everyone’s day. Frank doesn’t even flinch at the idea. He’s just here to do what needs to be done. The taskforce is coming, and Matt can’t just lie there in his apartment.
Then Frank drops the bomb: he’s not playing “patty cake” with the taskforce. Frank’s words may be blunt, but you know he means it.
He hits Matt with the real question: Why take a bullet for Fisk? It’s probably been burning in Frank’s mind since he walked through the door. Fisk is the problem, right? The whole city is his mess. So why would Matt, of all people, jump in front of a bullet meant for the guy who practically owns the whole damn city? Frank doesn’t get it. Heck, nobody does. Even Matt doesn’t have an answer. He didn’t mean to take the bullet, but in that moment, maybe it felt like the right thing to do—echoing his late client, Hector Ayala.
The taskforce storms Matt’s apartment, and it’s nothing short of a blood-soaked frenzy. And we finally get to see Frank Castle do his thing. There’s no hesitation, no morality debate. It’s about survival, and his method is as unrestrained and unforgiving as the gun he wields. His world is black and white—kill or be killed. And Frank wants Matt to cross that line.
Matt, though injured and overwhelmed, fights to survive, to protect something deeper than his own body. His every action is a reflection of his restraint, his struggle to hold onto who he is amidst the chaos. He’s not out for revenge or control—he’s out to keep fighting for something more meaningful, even if it means taking hit after hit.
Even as the revelation comes that one of the taskforce members, the fanboy who killed Hector Ayala, is in the room, Matt refuses to cross a line. Frank pulls a gun, but Matt steps in front, determined to stay true to who he is. “It’s not worth it”, he tells Frank.
Just as the tension between Matt and Frank reaches its breaking point due to their clashing ideologies, a sudden disruption shakes everything. A grenade, tossed by the taskforce, lands in the room, the ticking sound echoing as it counts down. Without a second to waste, Matt and Frank dive out of the window, barely escaping the blast.
They hit the roof of a vehicle hard, rolling to safety just in time as the explosion shatters the apartment behind them. The once safe haven is reduced to rubble, leaving nothing but smoke and the deafening sound of destruction. As they pick themselves up from the ground, the weight of their situation hits them—nothing is safe anymore, not even Matt’s own home.
Amidst the smoke and wreckage, a car pulls up behind Matt and Frank, screeching to a halt. The door swings open, and out steps Karen, her face a mix of concern and relief. She’s arrived just in time—though it’s hard to say whether she’s here to save them or if she’s merely the latest piece in their already chaotic puzzle.
Well, apparently Karen called Frank in as a last-ditch lifeline to help Matt escape the taskforce.
The trio heads to a safe house, the tension still thick in the air. Karen immediately takes charge, tending to Matt’s wounds with a practiced hand. Frank, on the other hand, takes care of his own injuries, moving with the kind of rugged efficiency that comes from years of being on the edge of danger. There’s no need for anyone to fuss over him; he’s fine, or at least he’s convinced himself of it.
As Karen finishes wrapping up Matt’s side, Matt, ever the obsessive, reveals his next move—he wants to dive into Foggy’s files, hoping to uncover something that might finally give them a leg up against Fisk. The thought of uncovering the last traces of his best friend’s work drives him forward, a sense of purpose even in the chaos. They ask Frank to join but he refuses, saying that his job is done.
Before they leave, Karen takes a moment to turn to Frank, chiding him a little. It’s the same old routine—no care, no connection, just raw indifference. She’s not buying it this time. She knows Frank is more than just a hardened soldier, but he hides behind his apathy like it’s a shield. And she’s had enough of it. As they head out, Karen’s words hang in the air, a sharp reminder that there’s more to them all than just survival.
Blood Red Spills
As the Punisher is left behind in the wreckage, Matt and Karen follow a lead in Foggy’s old files that starts to unravel something much bigger than either of them imagined. Their search leads them to a Red Hook Port—an obscure, easily overlooked part of the city with a curious legal status. Thanks to a historical charter, the area now functions as a kind of legal no man’s land, technically a free-trade zone. In other words, the perfect place for Fisk to build a kingdom where city laws don’t quite reach. It’s a ghost territory—a loophole turned empire—where money can be laundered, weapons moved, and enemies buried without a single red flag.
Red Hook’s free-trade status makes it a prime location for Fisk’s operations, allowing him to run his empire without interference. When Benjamin Gaffaro robbed a warehouse in the area, he unknowingly crossed into Vanessa’s territory. Gaffaro, after being arrested, offered to expose the criminal activities happening in Red Hook—activities tied to the five crime families and Vanessa. However, Foggy had no idea that Vanessa was behind everything, or he might never have taken the case. This connection sheds light on why Gaffaro’s life was in danger and why Foggy’s pursuit of justice ultimately led him to his demise.
It harkens back to the Ray Nadeem arc—that tragic, slow-burning descent of a good man caught in a bad system. It’s not just a callback; it’s a mirror. Poindexter had a hand in that too. He was the trigger then, just as he is now. Ray got too close to the truth, started pulling on threads that led straight to Fisk, and before he could blow the whole thing open, Poindexter made sure he never got the chance. Now here we are again. Different name, same story. Someone flies too close to Fisk’s sun, and they get scorched beyond recognition.
And while the proverbial Icarus may differ—Ray knew what he was flying toward, while Foggy probably didn’t—it doesn’t change the outcome. Foggy had no idea just how close he was to toppling Fisk’s entire operation. But he was getting there. He’d been investigating the shady dealings at Red Hook Port, following a trail of shell companies, campaign donations, and real estate transfers that didn’t make sense.
That’s why he was targeted. Not because he was Matt’s best friend. But because he was a liability. A threat to the operation.
Now, the burden falls to Matt and Karen to finish what Foggy started. But this isn’t just about crime anymore—this is about sovereignty. Fisk isn’t content with ruling the criminal underworld. He wants to rewrite the rules entirely. A sovereign state inside New York, where his authority is unchallenged and absolute.
Karen, ever the voice of reason, urges Matt to tread carefully. She reminds him of something he once said—about his vision, how it wasn’t darkness, but light. A thousand suns. A world worth fighting for, not destroying yourself over. Matt hears her. He agrees. But they both know the truth:
They’re going to need an army to take the city back.
Storming the Castle
Meanwhile, Frank’s on his own warpath—driven not just by the taskforce hunting him down, but by Karen’s parting words that clearly cut deeper than he’d ever admit. Her doubt lingers, gnawing at that quiet part of him.
Locked and loaded, Frank goes back into the field. This time, it’s personal. He shadows the taskforce’s base, methodically eliminating a few of them with silent precision. But it doesn’t take long before the calm gives way to chaos. Outnumbered and outgunned, Frank finally gets overwhelmed. Captured. Beaten. But not broken.
What stings more than the bruises is what he sees around him—his own skull logo, plastered across their armor like it means something. Like he means something to them. The taskforce’s leader even tries to pull him in, saying the men admire him, that he’s a legend even after taking out some of their own. They want him to join up.
Frank’s disgust is palpable. To him, they’re not followers—they’re parasites. Clowns trying to wear the trauma he never asked for. He spits back their offer with contempt, but it doesn’t stop the beatings. They want to break him but it’s not that easy.
“I Love NYC”
Fisk’s brutality comes to a height as his scope shifts to Commissioner Gallo as his suspicions have him marked. The Commissioner doesn’t make it far. Fisk’s taskforce corners him, scooping him up like a package marked “return to sender.” He’s dragged straight into the lion’s den.
Fisk wastes no time. He questions the Commissioner’s value, his loyalty, his usefulness in the grand design that’s unfolding. The facade is gone now—no more political niceties or careful maneuvering. Just raw dominance.
And then, the Commissioner’s worst fear comes to life: Fisk never left. He was always in control. Always watching. Always waiting.
In a moment of terror, Fisk hits Gallo, and steps up to the man’s head, and holds it in his large palms, following it up with a sickening, bone-crushing slam that ends it all. It’s one of the most brutal deaths we’ve seen in the MCU where someone’s skull is crushed like a watermelon. One swift, violent act—part execution, part statement. Fisk isn’t just in charge. He’s untouchable. And now, everyone knows it.
The city is spiraling. Chaos chokes the streets—riots erupt, stores are looted, and crowds gather not to help, but to watch it all burn. The line between law enforcement and lawless enforcers blurs more with each passing hour. Cops twist the narrative, claiming they’re under attack from masked vigilantes and responding with force. It’s a full-blown information war—and the city is losing.
Then Fisk steps up to the podium.
Broadcast across every major network, Wilson Fisk addresses New York with the gravitas of a savior and the control of a tyrant. He blames the blackout on the recent attack by Bullseye, spinning it into a justification for sweeping reform. Commissioner Gallow? Gone. Fisk claims he resigned in shame—“a man who turned his back on the people.”
With that, Fisk enacts his “Safer Streets Initiative.” An 8PM curfew is imposed. Vigilantism is outlawed. Martial law takes root under the guise of restoration. He speaks of the rule of law, of safety, of liberty—as if cracking down on freedom is the only way to preserve it.
And then, with one final, bone-chilling smile, he ends the speech not with a threat, but with a vow:
“I love New York.”
Reborn
The entire season culminates in a beautifully crafted scene at Josie’s Bar, where Matt reflects on his journey through the tumultous year. After grappling with his own identity, darkness, and failures, Matt comes to a realization: his belief in the mask wasn’t his salvation—his need to believe in something greater was. This moment of clarity is pivotal, as Matt steps fully into his role as Daredevil once more.
“Everything in Its Right Place”, the dreamy tune by Radiohead starts playing in the background—a haunting, almost cosmic calm washing over the chaos that came before.
Matt, bruised but steady, slips the cowl back on. This time, it’s not about vengeance. It’s about presence. Resolve. A quiet return. He walks toward the bar—Josie’s—where it all began. The same door that had once been shattered in the first episode now drifts open gently, like the city itself is breathing him back in. Inside, familiar faces greet him: Josie, Cherry, Angie Kim. They’re a little surprised but they’re not afraid. They’re waiting.
Elsewhere, far removed from the street-level warmth, Kingpin and Vanessa descend that staircase in Red Hook, their silhouettes washed over in a blue light. They move like royalty, hand-in-hand, toward a dinner set beneath the Rabbit in the Snowstorm painting. Their smiles are wide. The kind that says: we won. Their empire has returned, dressed in civility, built on fear.
Across the city, the aftermath settles in brutal contrasts. Vigilantes like Frank Castle and the Swordsman sit locked in cages—symbols of resistance now branded as criminals. The system holds them. For now.
And then, like echoes across a city trying to remember itself, we see them all. A montage of faces etched into the DNA of this story: Angela Del Toro. Buck Cashman. Daniel Blake. B.B. Urich. Kirsten McDuffie. Heather Glenn. Poindexter. People who’ve loved, fought, connived, and survived. It’s a farewell—but not a goodbye.
And over it all, we hear Matt’s voice. Not as a weapon, but as a beacon:
“I can’t see my city.
But I can feel it.
The system isn’t working. It’s rotten. Corrupt.
But this is our city. Not his.”“And we can take it back… together.
We’re weak.
Be strong.
All of us.”“Resist. Rebel. Rebuild.”
“Because we are the City Without Fear.”
Who Ordered the Castle-cinno?
In the mid-credits scene, Frank tries on a rare smile and strikes up some small talk with one of the Taskforce guards. The guy’s name is Anthony. He’s from Jersey. Nothing special, just a bit of idle chatter—Frank thanks him for the human moment, for not treating him like a caged animal. Then, in classic Punisher fashion, he reaches out for a handshake… and promptly shatters Anthony’s hand. Calmly, he grabs the keys from the writhing guard, and we’re left with the clear implication: Frank Castle’s not staying locked up for long.
It’s a quiet (and then loud) tease for “The Punisher” special set to drop next year. With Jon Bernthal co-writing alongside Reinaldo Marcus Green—who’s also directing—it’s a clear signal that Frank’s story is far from over. The setup is clean, brutal, and perfectly in character: a handshake turned jailbreak. Just enough to remind us that when it comes to Castle, the war never really ends—it just moves to the next battlefield.
And maybe… just maybe… give the guy five minutes with a hot cup o’ coffee and no explosions. We’d like to see what he does with that.
What’s Next?
Let’s talk about what’s next—because of course there’s more coming.
It’s no secret that Daredevil: Born Again got an order for a second season before the first one even aired, and now that we’ve seen where the chips have landed, the hype for what’s next is real. Set photos have already started swirling, and they’re revealing some intriguing developments.
So, let’s begin with what we already know.
Matt and Karen are back in action, and it looks like they’re gearing up for some serious undercover work. Karen has been spotted sporting a red wig, a clear sign that she’s stepping into a new disguise, and Matt, surprisingly, isn’t leaning on his cane in one particular scene.
It’s also been confirmed that Elden Henson will be back as Foggy Nelson, and while we don’t expect him to be a Skrull or have drunk a mystical potion to come back to life, his return could still play a significant role in the next season. Foggy might not be physically present, but his presence could echo through flashbacks or even be woven into Matt’s journey as a ghostly memory. In this way, Foggy could serve as a symbol of the past Matt is trying to move forward from, but also the moral anchor he sorely misses.
And then there’s the Daredevil suit. Yes, we are talking about the new suit. Because holy cow, the iconic double D emblem is finally making its debut in the MCU, something that we have been waiting for since the inception of the show! And it also looks like we’re heading full Shadowland vibes. We’re talking a black suit—one that appears to be a spray-painted version of his red gear, which gives it this gritty, DIY vibe. It’s giving how Cap’s ‘Nomad’ look in Infinity War was just a beat-up version of his “Civil War” threads.
So, of course, Poindexter is still out there—and his story is quietly simmering, ready to boil over. In his final scene, we catch a glimpse of him back at his old home, standing by the same broken window we saw before in Season 3. The glass still shattered, the silence still heavy. He doesn’t say a word, but the look in his eyes says plenty. He’s not done. Not even close.
He has unfinished business with Fisk and Vanessa and it’s only going to get messier.
And guess what? He’s also getting a bit of an upgrade. Benjamin Poindexter will have a new version of his suit too, now complete with a Bullseye logo—faint, but there. The iconography is slowly creeping in, and we’re absolutely here for it.
As for new cast members, it has been confirmed that “The Conjuring’s” Lili Taylor and “Scream’s” Matthew Lillard have signed on, and they’re sure to bring some serious heat to the upcoming season. Lili Taylor, who’s no stranger to playing complex, intense characters, will reportedly be a political adversary to Fisk. Given Fisk’s grip on the city, it’ll be fascinating to watch how their dynamic plays out—whether she’ll be a worthy challenger or just another pawn in his game remains to be seen. As for Matthew Lillard, his unpredictable energy will likely bring a new level of chaos to the mix.
Other actors that have also been confirmed for Season 2 in undiclosed roles are Sydney Parra, Annie Parisse, and James Armstrong.
In addition, the Anti-Vigilante Task Force (AVTF) will be stepping up its game in Season 2, with members sporting a sleeker version of the skull Punisher logo as part of their uniform. This could mean that Fisk is further funding their efforts, which would signal a more dangerous, direct conflict with Daredevil’s team, further complicating the already tense situation in the city.
As for other intriguing story beats, the White Tiger storyline could be making a comeback with Angela stepping up in her quest for justice. With her father’s amulet now in her possession, she’s feeling the weight of responsibility to avenge his death. There’s even a tantalizing tease that she might eventually take up the mantle herself. The director of one of the episodes hinted at this, mentioning a scene where the amulet’s eye lights up as Angela gets closer to it—an obvious nod to her growing connection to her father’s legacy. Could this lead to Angela becoming a key player in the fight against Fisk and the forces at play? Only time will tell.
As for Matt’s relationship, what is going to happen with that? Because if Matt is going to be a full-on vigilante to try and beat the system, how is he going to navigate his other life with Heather? And now, Karen’s back too?
If Heather were to find out Matt’s identity, it would be an explosive moment—one that would completely shift the power dynamics between them. On one hand, there’s the emotional shock factor: she might feel betrayed, questioning why Matt kept such a huge part of himself hidden, especially if she’s already grappling with his connection to Daredevil and the messy world of vigilantes.
But there’s also the potential for real tension in their ideological conflict. If she’s already lumping all vigilantes together under one banner, and Matt’s double life as Daredevil is part of that, how does she reconcile the man she knows with the one she’s aligning against? She might even feel more betrayed by his choice to withhold such an essential part of himself, especially given her recent alignment with Fisk.
On the other hand, if Matt confesses, it could create a situation where Heather is forced to choose—support Matt and his fight, or stay loyal to Fisk, knowing how deeply entwined Matt is in everything she’s trying to destroy. It would challenge everything she thought she knew about him, and possibly force her into an even more complex, morally grey position. Would she become an ally, a foe, or perhaps someone torn between the two?
There’s so much room for exploration, and it would definitely bring their relationship to a boiling point.
Sure, the MCU as we know it is connected and we love how “Born Again” played with the possibility of other characters from different shows making an appearance. It was a treat to see Yusuf Khan from “Ms. Marvel” in episode 5, showing that they could take a lighthearted character, place him in this grounded place and still make it work. With the groundwork laid, there’s a real chance we could see more familiar faces pop up, fingers crossed, especially from the “Defenders” universe.
So here’ a wishlist of who we’d like to see next season:
- Jessica Jones – The best PI on this side of NYC still keeping her head low? Bring her back!
- Luke Cage – The Hero of Harlem, keeping his head low? Bring him back!
- Ms. Marvel – Matt should follow up on that trip to Jersey City for a bit.
- Colleen Wing – We’d like to know how Colleen’s been doing. Also we love Jessica Henwick!
- Iron Fist – Objectively not the best Defender but could very well work in this version of the show with a bigger budget.
- Echo – She did meet Matt once under different circumstances, with Kingpin on the rise, could she be forced to act?
- Elektra – We don’t think she died at the end of “Defenders”. Please Marvel. Just let us have her back with an accurate costume this time.
- She-Hulk – Honestly, the hardest to integrate into this show consdering the tone, but Matt’s connection to her is still there.
- Kate Bishop – Jack Dequesne’s return in “Born Again” ended with him being captured by Fisk. Maybe Kate tries to get him out, considering his connection to her mother?
- Spider-Man – This is the dream, but Sony owns the live-action rights. So, it’s most unlikely to happen.
With Matt’s rebirth as Daredevil, his renewed sense of purpose, and the city under siege, the future of “Daredevil“ promises to be as intense and thrilling as ever. The war for New York is just beginning, and with heroes like Matt, Frank, and others preparing to resist, the next chapter should be the most explosive yet.
“Daredevil: Born Again” Season 1 is currently streaming on Disney+ Hotstar Malaysia.
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