Final Fight: Double Impact2010
4 out of 5 stars
The bones of my knuckles protrude through the dilapidated tatters of my crimson-stained skin. A cool evening breeze carries away the reeking scent of my singed hair and charred clothes. My thoughts are a jumbled mess, floating around inside my concussed cranium. A mile-long trail of unconscious thugs chronicles our path through the city, but at long last, our mission has reached its conclusion. The mayor’s daughter…