Richter's death wasn't as impactful as it was supposed to be when faced with what Alex saw in front of him. A body that was slowly dying, the life of the person fading in his very hands.
"Why did you do that?! Why?!" Alex couldn't help but scream at the person he held. Alex's eyes teared up as he started crying. The person in question then lifted his hands and wiped away Alex's tears. He couldn't help but smile when he saw Alex's tears.
"There's no need to cry. I did... What needed to be done." His voice was calm as his body was eroding. It was an unknown response but the body of the victim of the final technique Richter used was turning into ashes from the hole made from the strike, which started from the belly and was slowly spreading. No blood came out of the hole instead it was like his body was slowly cracking while turning into dust.
