The Dying Light games are an odd one for me. I see the appeal in Technland’s undead adventures, from the whip-fast parkour chases to the dread of surviving through the night. Yet, previous entries like Stay Human didn’t keep me invested past the eight-hour mark. Dying Light: The Beast isn’t guilty of that, though. Whether I’m diving back in on my Asus ROG Ally or PlayStation 5, that’s the thing it has me doing: coming back for more.
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