My journey into the early realms of Black Myth: Wukong was defined by a singular, stubborn obsession. During a brief hands-on session, while others explored broadly, I fixated on a solitary, optional foe: the Wandering Wight. This towering, copper-hued monk became my entire world for a precious slice of my allotted preview time. Facing him clearly under-leveled, each attempt was a lesson in...