"That's my cardio for the week." One hand pauses Resident Evil Requiem while the other flies to my notebook, and I just about stop myself from whooping out loud. Surrounded by the blood splatter mush of four Crimson Heads, the line is simply too good not to jot down. Moreover, it proves that playing as Leon is a far cry from the anxiety that haunted me during my first hands-on.
40 minutes is all it took to convince me that the rookie cop-turned-badass Division of Special Operations official has never been more lethal or more prone to dry one-liners. If words could kill, Dr Victor Gideon would already be dead – but Leon's hatchet does the talking just fine on its own.
