GOLEM

Here comes another clay giant trying to clear a path to the cotton-clouded Olympus. Like most predecessors, it stubbornly climbs the most well-trodden trail, shoving everyone aside, relying more on a strong fist than a sharp mind. More specifically, this Italian brigade tries to stake its claim by firing from familiar death metal cannons bearing the Gothenburg factory stamp. And while even the most mediocre strategist understands that homegrown tanks shoot better, this group of young enthusiasts from the land of Caesar and Spartacus stubbornly bets on the imported brand. What can I say -- it turns out rather well. If you look past the muddy sound and the monotony inherent to the entire style, it's even good. Technical proficiency, charisma, and a combative fighting spirit are all present -- all that remains is to pass the trial by fire, water, and brass. Whether we'll get a hardened stone warrior from the tombs of Xi'an or a biblical colossus on feet of clay -- only time will tell.