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What we've been playing - "I simply didn't know if a first-person shooter could work as a Soulslike"

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Photo credit : Guns of Eschaton artwork showing a gunslinger staring at the camera. His stern face looks to be made of crumbling stone, and four stone-like arms protrude from behind him, each gripping a skull.

A few of the things that have us hooked this week.

Hello and welcome back to our regular feature where we write a little about the games we've been playing. This week, Connor plays a classic, and ticks it off his bucket list; Sherif isn't sure about a first-person shooter foray into Soulslikes; Matt visits a South Pacific island volcano and Jim Henson's Labyrinth, all in one game; and Bertie discovers that playing D&D with kids is enormously entertaining.

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