It’s the dead of night and I’ve stumbled on a dilapidated research station on some random backwater planet in the middle of nowhere. I’m low on ammo, but hidden in the clandestine shadows harbors a beast of unparalleled strength and power: a Terrormorph. The fight or flight response begins to set in as I um and ah about what to do next.
One thing’s for sure, though: it finally feels like I’ve found that needle in the haystack moment I’ve been waiting for in Starfield. And it’s moments like these that I deeply relish in Bethesda Game Studios’ titles, and wish there were more of in the game.