Chris Lam

Final Fantasy XV

Posted 1:57pm Sunday 12th March 2017

Rating: 2.5/5 For thirteen hours, I have watched four cosmopolitan titans of men slide through the air like greasy hamburgers. Ignis clicks his gloved fingers and a meal of bacon and eggs materialises. He sits silently as Noctis picks at it with a fork. Prompto proceeds to writhe on the ground. Read more...

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