Pulling back on a compound bow and waiting with baited breath, I yearned for that distinct, satisfying Far Cry squelch as the arrow found purchase, lodging itself into the brain of an oppressive cog in the tyrannical machine. Dozens, if not hundreds of times, Far Cry 6 delivered that wet crunch as Dani rampaged through Yara like a rabid, murderous Robin Hood. Far Cry 6 also allowed me to pin a Yar...[Read More]