There I was, needle held high, smacking every inch of a moss-covered corridor in Bilewater for the fifth time. I knew a hidden chamber had to be nearby—I could practically smell the faint glow of a Rosary String behind the stone. But after ten minutes of bouncing off solid rock with that infuriating clink, I just sat back and sighed. Hollow Knight: Silksong is a masterpiece of pain, full...