บท 370: Seperate paths

Alex was charging forward towards Richter. He was moving extremely fast, but in his point of view, he and everything else was moving ever so slowly. Time seemed to slow down to a crawl as he watched every movement of Richter's. Even with his enhanced senses, Alex couldn't see anything unusual. There was no movement at all, Alex couldn't figure out what this final technique would be like. He had no idea where the attack would be coming from or what it was going to be like. Was it going to be a kick? Was it a punch? Or was it something else altogether?