This second volume, with the meat-and-potatoes title Daredevil by Frank Miller & Klaus Janson, Vol. 2, is slightly shorter, collecting issues 173-184 of Daredevil, exactly a year's worth of issues from August 1981 through July 1982. But Miller, writing and laying these comics out, was still changing and transforming his work; there's almost as much difference between the first and last stories here as in the first volume.
The captions, and the overwriting tendencies of 1970s comics in general, is ebbing - only slightly in the first couple of issues, but noticeably towards the end of this stretch. There's at least one very good multi-page action sequence that takes place entirely wordlessly. Oh, everyone still talks too much, and says the same things too much, and the captions are dull and obvious fairly regularly - but you can start to see daylight through them, like a massive overcast that's starting to break up. We know, eventually, there will be entire stories written with a lighter hand and an ear for how people actually talk.
(And then that would all go away again, if we're talking about Miller specifically. He is a fascinating example of a creator who started off in a standard, deeply artificial mode, managed to become close to naturalistic for a while, and then dove deeply into an even more clotted, personal, tediously artificial mode later on.)
The art looks a bit blander and stiffer to my eye in the first couple of issues, with an off-model egg-headed Kingpin and an Elektra just slightly off as well. I don't know if it was Miller switching up how he worked - looser, tighter, different tools - on the way to his mature blocky style, or if the difference is mostly from Janson's finishes. (I'm never sure how to take their "art" and "finishes" credits here - did Miller pencil these stories, mostly, or did he just lay them out? Did he do the initial work on the boards, or send Janson thumbnails? And did that working mode change over the course of the years they worked together?)
This is also the soap-opera era of Marvel, so each issue has a vaguely separate story, but they run into each other - Elektra comes back to do some international-assassin-ing in New York, the Gladiator is tried and reformed, Kingpin schemes and hires Elektra as his new fixer, Bullseye comes back again like a bad penny. There's a political campaign, in which Kingpin's hand-picked mayoral candidate is likely to beat a glimpsed and unnamed Ed Koch unless Daredevil's reporter buddy Ben Urich can dig up more useful dirt without getting himself murdered.
There's a bit of vague Orientalism, but the ninja are mostly just mooks in funny suits at this point - they're called ninjas, and we can assume they're Japanese in origin, but that's about it. Miller would appropriate much more, later on.
Like most monthly comics, this isn't a single thing: it's a thing in the middle of transformation, eternally. One story bleeds into the next, ideas work their ways through and conclude, art shifts and changes over time even when the team remains the same. It's still getting better here, which is exciting and invigorating: captions getting shorter and more precise, art getting more dynamic and layouts more visual. It's still assembly-line adventure comics for young readers, don't get me wrong, but Miller and Janson had ambition and ideas, and they were aiming for the top of their particular genre - and that's something to be celebrated, no matter what the genre is.

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