Wolfenstein: Youngblood

Zofia and her sister teeter on the edge of a burning zeppelin, the scene of their first Nazi assassination and five minutes of subsequent cheering, vomiting and picking brains from each other’s hair. “Jump!” says Zofia. “Can we make it?” asks Jessie. Zofia throws herself backward over it, yelling, “How the fuck should I know?”

This reckless leap into the unknown perfectly captures the spirit of the Terror Twins, protagonists of . They’re freewheeling renegades, giddy with the excitement of finally getting to follow in their daddy’s footsteps and shoot them some Third Reich. Their incidental dialogue says so much about their relationship – not to mention their unusual upbringing by a renowned Nazi hunter – without ever feeling like flagrant exposition, and their exuberance motors the game along. The tone of their exchanges couldn’t be further removed from BJ’s whispered monologues in , and they own that departure. ‘Jes’ and ‘Soph’ Blazkowicz are ’s strongest asset, whether they’re taking down Supersoldaten on the streets