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I did not expect the game to let me off that easy. Glimmering, the artifact is turned over and readied as a spear-like weapon. The downed Pope retakes control of the situation and utilizing the Staff of Eden, tosses me aside as well as everyone in the room. Rather this was the beginning of something big. All the work I have accompanied Ezio with from his birth, to his ventures all across Italia.Ĭinematics had taken control and I place the controller down for a brief moment. I can hear the Hidden Blade eject and thrust into the Pope. I hit ‘R1 + square’ simultaneously on my Playstation controller, and Ezio dives. Perhaps a satirical comment addressing the Catholic Church I found to be quite humorous. Finding it somewhat odd that I am able to walk across scaffolding in a giant echoing room without being seen or heard make me believe the brothers of the church are completely blind and deaf.
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Wearing the Armor of Altiar (best armor in the game), I am the shadow. I can hear Rodrigo somberly preaching from the altar, sounds echoing from the painted walls. I find my steady, relaxed approach to this level (or past experience) is a product of me playing this game numerous times over.
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So far so good, and I’ve been able to accomplish this without hesitation. Eagle Vision one more time, and my sight lights up ‘gold’. Jesper Kyd’s haunting soundtrack is the only thing that accompanies me on my final mission. Every creak resonates from the wood and fills the room with rich sound. Silencing my foot-steps, as they reverberate within the emptiness of the building. Reminding myself I am not here for unnecessary slaughter, rather this is the moment I have been awaiting for all these years. Leap after leap I continue onwards, using my Eagle Vision to scout my surroundings. The year is 1499 (December) and I gingerly grip the scaffolding set up along the walls and walkways of Sistine Chapel, steadily making my way across the horde of cardinals below me.