But at least when you expire, the Jehovah of detonation resurrects you so you may roll around the outside of the arena in an adorable cart, and continue to toss death-balls at the bastards still living. If they are sacrificed to your shrapnel, you eat their souls and you reenter the burst battle. Now that you’re reincarnated, remember to be a quick berserker. Father Time has ADD, so if you don’t execute each other swiftly, he’ll join the hysteria by dropping rows of crushing-blocks into the stadium, until you’re all squashed or you’re all exploded.
But the most chaotic murder method is called “Zombie.” Here, no one dies, but you dominate by tainting the floorboards with your blowout debris. If you’re destroyed, you lose your territory, so it’s possible for anyone to triumph right up until the final seconds, making for an enormously even-handed bout throughout.
We’ll of course have more for you as the game approaches a tentative July release date and $10 price. But the moral here is: bombs are fun, friends.