Oh, I dunno. I've always like the magnificent bastard trope, both as villains and as anti-heroes who occasionally serve on the same side as the heroes. Just because it's amazing to see them in their element, a nicely oiled machine...
...and then you throw a monkey wrench into the works. Which for some reason is always a love interest, ALWAYS. Naraku it's Kikyou, Magneto it's...many, many women, since Marvel repeatedly screws him over and kills almost any woman he loves, and if they aren't dead, they are One True Loves with someone else (i.e. Rogue). I don't know, I'm also a slight sap, so who knows?
But I totally understand hating characters that you create! I'm a writer too, working on series of novels at the moment actually, and one of my side-plot villains is a real piece of work.
Oh! Oh, thank GOD. I'm sitting here going, "I am so crossing a line, SO CROSSING A LINE, but they won't LEAVE ME ALONE!" I'm compelled to finish what I started I guess. I'm not supposed to play favorites, but I have one who I like a LITTLE bit more than the others, but she's not TECHNICALLY part of the Guard and thus she's the last one I'm drawing. :P You'll see when I get there what I mean!
I always love the splash pages. I mean, they are also very informative, which is nice, but on top of that it really lets us see the details in the character designs. I know Drake made a comment about his ears before, but I didn't really pay attention to the size difference until his and Joan's head were THAT CLOSE and I can really see the difference. And the stitching on her gloves, and the subtle texture to their hair... (I'm still getting a grasp on textures, so I am envious.)
Ah, but Joan has that Storyteller Cliche thing that I forget the actual name of going for her, so I would not be surprised if there just happens to be something of some kind that helps them out of this sticky situation. Plus it would be a terrible ending to the story if they all died now, and daidaishar has thus far proven to be a much better writer than that, so I'm not worried in the slightest.