

In the few areas where it does alter the formula, it does so with care and cleverness. Shadow Tactics recreates the pace and play patterns of its predecessors with touching loyalty. You pondered, experimented, and quicksaved/quickloaded like it was going out of fashion, until the secret document was in your possession, the prisoner was freed or the evil bigwig was no more. Sentry A is diverted by Character X while Character Y slips past Sentry B to slay Sentry C and, with Character Z's assistance, conceal the body.

The satisfaction came from the slow, thoughtful dismantling of enemy defences. It's blindingly obvious that the developers Mimimi have played an awful lot of Commandos 2: Men of Courage and Desperados: Wanted Dead or Alive.įor those who've never used a musical pocket watch to distract a deputy, or a tame bull terrier to detect land mines, Pyro Studios' and Spellbound's best-known creations were turnless tactical puzzle games in which clandestine teamwork was encouraged, and problems could be approached in countless different ways.

Its foe-festooned levels navigated and depopulated with the help of a cadre of five stealthy, player-controlled death-dealers, might be set in Edo period Japan, but the wonderful memories they stir are pure Old West and WW2. Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun awakens a genre that has been in deep hibernation for more than a decade. Spotting then following a trail of footprints that leads to the courtyard's only shrubbery, the searcher is seconds away from discovering the shinobi crouching in the undergrowth when a musket ball knocks him off his feet and a small but deadly dagger is thrust upwards through the base of his skull. Matchlock pistol raised, he advances warily. It's only when he resumes his routine and notices that the eastern guard has also vanished that he's spurred into action. Strange, the other sentry is nowhere to be seen! More annoyed than concerned, the samurai contemplates leaving his post to investigate, but decides against it. It takes in the patroller on the eastern side of the courtyard before shifting to the patroller on the wes. The gaze of the stationary warrior pans from side to side like a broom sweeping snow from a path. In a frozen courtyard in Kansai two guards patrol while a heavily armoured samurai stands sentinel before an icicle-fringed gateway.
