Even though I am of Asian descent, not to disparage it or anything—in fact, still proud of it—since I may have been blessed with uber-tier genetics, but then again, Artem and his group—Alexander, in our case—just had the Slavic propensity to be bigger and stronger than most of my kind. However, even with a reach advantage, Alexander couldn't be more surprised that I hit him first and dodged his jab all at the same time.
"What the fu—"
And before he could even finish his sentence, I stepped in to his right side and sent a compact hook to his torso before kicking forward his left knee that was sticking out from the right side.
Well—it was more of a push to his knee, if anything, just to throw of his balance as he braced his core to defend from the hook, but yeah—I didn't even need to create a simple opening, yet I did to make the next hit count.
