I of The Dragon - Reception

Reception

I of the Dragon received a mixed reviews from critics and fans of the game. Gamespot rated it a 6.0 with a statement: "I of the Dragon doesn't make much use of its interesting premise. In this game, being a dragon turns out to be a pretty prosaic job. The game does offer some mildly interesting tactical options, thanks in part to the wide spell selection, but those strengths nearly collapse under the weight of the pitifully bland campaign. I of the Dragon has some short-term appeal, but over time it makes you feel like a glorified exterminator, tediously eliminating an endless stream of generic monsters for no real reason." IGN gave it a 4.5 with also a statement: "All of this is really a shame, because I of the Dragon had some neat ideas that could have made for one great game. I mean, who wouldn't want to play as a dragon raining fire down on hordes of hopeless creatures while they cringe in fear of your greatness? Unfortunately the poor implementation just makes for one sloppy exerience that's not even worth playing when there are so many great titles out this time of year. Don't waste your time."

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