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See the 5 Defense attached to it That means it bumps the items Power value up by five. Heres where things get tricky and, honestly, a little too Destiny. Secret of Mana Remakes Demo Is Low Frills Fun. Much like the games Mad Mallard, a soldier helmet wearing waterfowl who lays exploding eggs, the upcoming remake of Secret of Mana is an odd duck. The 1. 99. 3 Super NES action RPG, one of Squares classics of the 1. Its been re released on Switch in Japan, is included on this months SNES Classic hardware worldwide, and was recently revealed to have a full 3. D remake in the works for Play. Station 4, Vita, and Steam, coming in February. A demo version of the remake was on the PAX West show floor, and I made a beeline for it as soon as I could. What I found was in many respects exactly what I expected from the screenshots a game that plays similarly to the SNES original, including a zoomed out, top down perspective, but with 3. D graphics replacing 2. D sprites. What I found a little jarring was that the game seems to be produced on a tighter budget than I was expecting, producing something that feels a little cheaper than Id imagined. The demo began just as the SNES game does, with main character Randi, a boy from a small remote village, crossing a log bridge accompanied by two pals. But instead of that birds eye view of the action, we see the cut scene from more dynamic camera angles. This adds a little variety and drama to the proceedings. Of course, this also makes it very clear that the characters mouths and faces do not animate during their dialogue. The tough guy bully kid, in particular, has this permanent rictus scowl etched into his face, like Jack Nicholson as the Joker but upside down. It looks fairly ridiculous and painful. This is an example of what I mean when I say that the Mana remake is a low frills affair. Once the game itself kicks in, things feel quite familiar. You cant go around slashing that rusty Mana sword willy nilly in the original Secret of Mana, and you cant do that here, either. After you hit an enemy, you have to wait a second for your power meter to fill back up to 1. Slash before youre ready and youll only do a tiny bit of damage. Manas remake has retained the deliberate pacing of the original, which is a big step towards making this 3. D Play. Station 4 game feel like the SNES game on which it is based. The remake has also kept the original Super NES music. While some Mana fans might want a fully orchestrated arrangement to replace it, Im happy with things as they are The unique instrumentation of the SNES sound sampler is a major element of the appeal of the Mana soundtrack, and Id rather listen to that than a modern remix. Things progress exactly as they do in the original You walk through the forest back to your town, Mana sword in hand, whacking Rabites, until you get back to your town and find that a giant ant monster is attacking. Unlike the SNES monster, this one can actually rotate his body instead of constantly facing forward. It doesnt actually change much about the boss fight, though, since he can still use magical attacks that target you no matter where you are. Since the demo ended after this boss fight was over, I didnt get to explore much more about how this remake might change up Secret of Manas gameplay. Square Enix does say, on the games official home page, that there will be unspecified tweaks The original system has been reworked in an effort to realize a modern action RPG with improved gameplay. And its true that, for as much as I love Mana, it had some broken elements, the magic system being the worst offender. Well have to wait until February 1. 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