Chapter Five: This isn't War

…

Daniel walked towards the entrance of Miyagi-Do speaking to Amanda.

"I talked to Anoush and Louie. Both of them and a few of the others can help handle acquisitions and everything for this morning."

"Honey leaving our dealership to teach a karate class isn't really the best thing right now. It's not healthy for our business."

"I told you. We're not losing a penny with how efficient Anoush can be."

Amanda cleared her throat. "I should've been clearer. It's not healthy for our partnership. Marriage or business-wise. If we slip this quarter I need you here. Not with karate."

Daniel sighed. "I just wanted to help teach the new students some basics. Tomorrow, I promise."

Amanda muttered over the phone. "Alright."

Daniel felt she hung up too quickly and he heard a familiar voice. "Trouble with the missus?"

Daniel looked pale when John Kreese was leaning on the wooden fence next to the entrance of Miyagi-Do. He was wearing sunglasses, a trench coat and jeans, and smoking a cigar.

"Should I have to call the police?"

"Why?" Kreese shrugged. "It's perfectly legal to stand in the street."

"What do you want?"

"Nothing really. I wanted to remind you to not get too bold."

"Bold?" Daniel scoffed. "Bold over what?"

"Your soldiers and Johnny's might be growing in number and mine diminishing. But it's the quality of a fighter. Not the quantity that means victory."

Daniel laughed again. "Soldiers. You do know you're talking about teenagers right?"

"Several men I knew back in 'Nam were still teenagers."

"These are our students. Not our soldiers. We're here to mentor them, not lead them to war. No wonder Johnny found you deranged."

"There's nothing deranged about wanting what's best for karate and how we teach it. As well as, just being a little tough about it."

Daniel was silent.

"You really are laying on that Army captain persona thick aren't you? This isn't war."

"Of course not. You just walked into my dojo and challenged me. Twice. And expected me to think you were just wanting a tea party instead of a real fight."

"You already won."

Kreese shrugged. "I will never let my students lose. But a single championship does not mean they've won everything."

"What is there left for you to win?"

"The right fighters joining and for my Cobras to grow properly," said Kreese. "From what I've seen and heard. All of your dojo's pathetically weak. Except for one student who shows promise. Who was a much better fighter than you ever were."

Kreese smiled lightly. "Miguel Diaz."

Daniel stayed silent as Kreese chuckled quietly, smoking his cigar and blowing smoke. "He seems like he knows what it takes to win. He has the right skills. The right technique and instincts. The right discipline. To become a Cobra Kai."

"Already looking for replacements for Lucas then huh?" asked Daniel bitterly.

Kreese shrugged again. "Who said anything about replacements? Robby's a lost cause. It's not right to separate a man from his son. But if you're truly curious about what victory I want."

Kreese puffed on his cigar. "One where Miguel Diaz is the new co-captain of Cobra Kai's students under Schwarber. Then. Who will you have left to lead your dojo? Into the future? A future where Miyagi-Do will not be able to keep up with what we've got."

Kreese smiled. "Because right now. Even if Diaz always stays loyal. To your little bonsais and your kata. And his brand new second place trophy winning dojo. The rest of your class is an entire year behind mine, as well as being weak regardless."

"And there is no replacement for natural strength and athleticism. You're finished before my students have even thrown the first punch. So be careful where you step Danny. Miyagi isn't around to save you anymore from the skills and strength of my class."

Kreese turned around and chuckled. "Enjoy the rest of your summer. I admired your spunk at failing to repeat your '84 tourney a few weeks back. Better luck next time." he hissed with cold pride.

After his gloating and possible threats, Kreese turned around and chuckled to himself, continuing to puff on his cigar as he walked away.

Daniel frowned and muttered to himself. "What in the world have I started?"

…

Johnny stood in front of all the Steel Eagles in his dojo. "Everbody, fall in!"

Robby, Aisha, Charlotte, Dirk, Bert, Virgin, and four other newer students all stood in light red GIs and lined up in rows.

"Today we're working on your fundamentals. Now I don't care if you have to win a tournament at all costs, sure not going to make you punish some kid just for having a moment of silence. But I'd prefer you to win in the first place."

Johnny continued to speak in his black Steel Eagle Sensei GI. "You might not train to be pure assholes here. But you sure as shit aren't gonna be a bunch of pussies. Gonna teach you a better form of aggression than Cobra Kai's. Gonna teach you to spread your wings. And become a badass buncha Eagles."

Johnny spoke louder. "Now are you ready!?"

"Yes Sensei!"

"Good. Ms. Robinson warm them up!"

"Yes Sensei."

After Aisha was done leading stretches and runs around the mat, Johnny started class.

Johnny had the class do standard attacks. Lowering their partner's front hand and delivering a reverse punch to their jaw.

Johnny walked past Bert practicing against Virgin.

"Punch him in the face! Don't be a pussy."

"But I thought we were trying to be better than Cobra Kai. We're just practicing," said Bert.

"We're including mercy now, sure. But that doesn't mean we have to be a pussies. Last time, punch him in the face!"

Bert socked Virgin so hard in the mouth he fell down with a groan.

"Good! That goes for all of you. Eagles don't flinch. I'd rather you take a punch. Hard. To the face, in here. Than out there where guys like those Cobras run around. Keep practicing!"

…

Kreese walked past the Cobra Kais all throwing round kicks in lines on the mat.

"Bobby Brown has betrayed this dojo!" Kreese said walking past a dark haired student who passed his acceptable entrance tests for Cobra Kai and wore a white uniform and belt.

"Hiya!" the Cobras struck as one, leaning forward to throw a round kick in unison towards an invisible opponents chest.

Their form was so crisp, that a single cracking sound from their GIs was emitted when they struck.

"He's now Miyagi-Do. Our enemies are fine with combining styles. Betraying us. Helping each other."

"Hiya!" the Cobras stepped forward and struck at the exact same time.

"But you do not train to be merciful here! Mercy is for the weak!"

"Hiya!"

"Here. In the street. In competition! A man confronts you! He is the enemy!"

Tory roared with the others, wearing a green belt, turning to throw yet another round kick with the other Cobras. "Hiya!"

"And the enemy deserves no mercy. Regardless of who he is, or who he was to you."

Hawk and Lucas stepped forward and struck in the same movement again with the rest of the class.

"Hiya!"

…

Miguel was stretching before class began with the other Miyagi-Dos.

"So if we got into a real fight with the Cobras." hypothesized Demetri. "How would we even stand a chance?"

Miguel shrugged. "I already made it to the finals against all of them," he said stretching his calf.

"No not you," said Demetri as Daniel looked out over them in silence. "Us." Demetri pointed to himself, Frank, Abe, Nate, and Chris. "Look at us. We're pathetic."

Daniel walked forward. "Trust me Demetri. I was as skinny as you were when I started learning Miyagi-Do. Then I beat all of Cobra Kai in the same day."

"Yeah in a tournament. With rules. And referees. I mean. You have your A team right there." Demetri said pointing quickly towards Sam and Miguel. "The rest of us would get. Eaten alive."

Daniel looked as Demetri sighed. "Sorry just. Forgot the safety in numbers aspect of having a dojo. Applied to Cobra Kai too."

"It's okay." Daniel held Demetri's shoulder. "Everyone has every right to be nervous before a fight starts. But remember. The key to Miyagi-Do is your balance. Staying calm in the face of danger. Which is why today. We'll be working on this."

Daniel led the Miyagi-Dos towards a circular wooden board in a large pond in Mr. Miyagi's backyard.

"You've all learned the first kata. And you've all learned how to keep moving in a circle. But what if your opponent does something unexpected? How do you keep your balance. Every single one of you, as long as it takes. Will be replicating the first kata on that board."

Miguel shrugged. "Okay." he started walking into the pond.

"Not alone," Daniel said. "Each of you will have a partner. Chris. Demetri. You first."

Within seconds there was far more weight on Chris' end of the board and Demetri got dunked off as well as Chris the moment they got on.

Daniel sighed. "We've got a whole day ahead of us guys." Chris and Demetri wiped the pond water out of their eyes and Daniel spoke. "Try it again."

"Why is this so hard?" asked Demetri, having no clue how he was supposed to balance himself at all on the board. Made even harder by the fact Chris was twice his size.

…

"There's a very simple reason why Miyagi-Do is basically impossible to learn except in the way it's taught."

Lucas was walking down a row of Cobras, explaining as he wore Johnny's old headband like he always did.

"Each counter. Each kata. Each block. Each strike. Is absurdly precise. I can't teach you the moves myself. It takes weeks of repetition and even then no one knows how it works. You somehow learn the moves subconsciously. And then you can somehow replicate them in a real fight."

Lucas shrugged. "But the style is weak ultimately. Weak to its core."

Kreese smiled with pride for a moment while turning around to pretend to check something in the backroom of the dojo.

"Miyagi-Do can make you faster. More balanced. But each move in Miyagi-Do. Is a counter move. That's no way to fight. It doesn't matter how fast your opponent is. How strong, how skilled. As long as you've landed first. And because I don't think any of you want to do chores all day and call it karate."

Lucas nodded. "I'm going to teach you the counters I've learned and mostly come up with from Miyagi-Do. Because I invented these moves myself, Miyagi-Do or anyone else. Will not be able to counter them."

Hawk, Tory, and Shawn especially smiled the most at this for a moment.

"Allow me to demonstrate the first. Rickenberger."

Doug bowed and walked forward.

"Oss," they muttered to each other as Lucas and Doug bowed to each other and made a fighting stance at the front of the class.

"Now let's say Rickenberger tries to strike first," Lucas said with a slight nod.

Kreese returned from the backroom of the dojo and watched.

Doug walked forward with a jab punch to the face and Lucas had already stepped aside, swept his leg out from under him and delivered a chop to his now exposed ribs when he was on the mat.

Rickenberger had to try his best to restrain a wince and gasping in pain.

"You show. No mercy! But you have to move fast! That's Miyagi-Do at its core! With I might add. Cobra Kai added." said Lucas. "You don't wait to land a counter after your opponent moves. You just land first! That, is the best form of counter-fighting, especially if we want to evolve Cobra Kai's style. Let's continue."

Kreese continued to watch with pride as his top student continued to correct and teach his counter attacks to the entire class of Cobras.

He wasn't teaching Miyagi-Do. He was teaching his own version of his own style mixing both Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do completely.

By the end of the class, all the Cobras were exhausted but were in the mental and physical shape to not show it when Kreese ended class.

…

I quickly visited Moon as soon as I was done with class.

Thankfully for once. Tory said the lessons on my own counters and blocks heavily adapted from Miyagi-Do was enough extra training for her. So there was no need to torture myself and her by tutoring her in Miyagi-Do anymore.

It turned out having my hair washed was more relaxing than I thought.

It just ended up being a far more sensual experience than I was expecting. Moon wanted us sitting cross legged in her bathtub taking a bath together for some odd reason but I didn't object. She was the expert when it came to basically just unwinding.

I think Moon actually enjoyed torturing me by having both of us be nude sometimes and having me sit completely still as we were right now. She wasn't cruel about it, she just said it helped focus me and build restraint.

I had to keep my eyes closed for the entire time. For some reason so far, only she could be allowed to see anything.

I heard the water sprinkle quietly as Moon raised her hand behind me and massaged my scalp.

"Now this is just standard shampoo. No hemp, nothing like that, I know you don't like it. Just my hands and some soap." she whispered behind me.

Her voice. Just listening to Moon talk, not even being able to see her right now. Really relaxed me. I could have the most stressful day at Cobra Kai, the ongoing rivalries with both Miyagi-Do and Steel Eagle Karate dojos, and just listening to her or seeing her.

It removed any of that stress. It focused me, focused me on her.

I nodded, trying to lean backward on her behind me in the water. They weren't the largest I had seen in the flesh, bare or not, but there were some sizable pillows back there.

"Ehp!" she pushed me forward lightly. "That's not how this works. You just relax, I do all the moving."

"But-"

"And no talking. And no peeking."

I nodded, breathing quietly.

Wow.

A bath and having Moon wash my hair was actually pretty relaxing.

She rubbed my shoulders, rubbed my neck, my scalp multiple times. Then she used some water to rinse out my hair at the end.

It lasted about ten extremely relaxing minutes but was easily the best experience I'd had with Moon. Non sexually, but still.

"How was that?" asked Moon behind me.

I still wasn't looking at her.

"Healing. Just. Made me empty. But somehow. Clearer?"

"That's the point of this. This was about your insight. Your sixth chakra. It's just meant you to connect you to your own head in a way by touching it all over."

I chuckled. "Think it worked." I said just as quietly as Moon said.

"There's another chakra we can work on right now. So long as we don't get any. Fluids in the bathwater."

I was interested, I felt so calmed by this that I normally would've turned around to smile at her but instead I stayed still.

"What is it?"

"The sacral chakra."

I think my whole body shivered for a moment when Moon leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "It's all about pleasure. To govern your senses better."

I couldn't say a word now.

Moon pressed herself against me on my back, and kissed my cheek. She kissed my neck, kissed my mouth. Then she touched my bare chest with her left hand, and dipped the other beneath the water.

I couldn't help but moan but tried to sound normal. "Alright." my voice still shook lightly.

I heard Moon laugh quietly behind me. "Just hold still."

I moaned beneath my breath again, gulping.

Soon. After. We traded places in the bath.

"Now keep your eyes closed alright? Otherwise that ruins the point of this."

"But why-"

"Eyes closed Lucas."

I nodded and kept them closed and I listened to Moon step around me and sit directly in front of me in the bathtub.

"Open your eyes."

I did so and with the lights off and nothing but some nearby candles being the only thing helping me see. I couldn't see, what I really wanted to right now.

Instead all I saw was Moon's figure sitting in the water directly in front of me.

She untied her hair clips setting them on the edge of the shower stall next to us. And a beautiful set of light brown hair fell down, just above the water of the bath.

I leaned forward to start kissing my way up from her shoulder to her neck and Moon spoke out. "So." she said as if to correct me but did so lightly.

I stopped.

"Here's what I want you to do." Moon said with what I presumed were closed eyes. "You're going to use that tiny orange bottle on your right instead of the blue one. And do exactly what I did about ten minutes before. And since it means so much to you. No, there's no hemp at all in it. It's just better for my skin."

"Yes ma'am."

I did so for ten minutes and Moon was probably enjoying it as much as I did. I just washed her hair throughoughly, massaging her scalp, her shoulders, and everything. Halfway through she moaned once, and then she continued to stay quiet.

I listened to Moon laugh to herself. "You're a good listener."

"But how do I do the sacra thingy?"

"It's called the sacral chakra. And you just have to let your instincts guide you."

I started to kiss her neck now and do what she did where she had a hand on my chest, and a hand beneath the water.

Judging by the sounds she made, I did alright.

…

Miguel was standing outside of Miyagi-Do wearing a towel after the day's lesson in balance.

Sam smiled having already dried her own hair. "Glad we kinda practiced that earlier."

Miguel laughed. "I know right?"

"That pond water looked gross."

"Yeah, I know. Glad it helped us try to keep our balance more."

Sam smiled. "Hey so. Do you maybe want to go to the mall or something?"

"Sure. Why though?"

"We planned a sort of date before. The tournament got in the way. But with an entire year since the next one. Maybe a date wouldn't be so bad."

Miguel smiled. "Yeah, that sounds great."

"You guys are going to the mall?"

Sam spoke. "Actually we were-"

"Say no more. The new issue of Dungeon Lord Masters is out. I promise. One trip to the comic book store and you won't regret it." Demetri said. "Whole day of karate. No way to finish it better except with some comics!"

Demetri walked off to text on his phone and Sam and Miguel turned to each other.

Sam sighed. "Guess a third wheel got attached."

"Isn't this our first date? What's there to be a third wheel to?"

"Oh, you know. Us." Sam shrugged, walking forward before smiling over her shoulder at Miguel.

Miguel smiled back, slightly dumbfounded.

Frank, a brown haired and extremely quiet Miyagi-Do smiled as the other Miyagi-Do boys walked out and spoke to Miguel.

"You're going out with Sensei's daughter?" Nate gripped Miguel's hand and bumped shoulders with him. "Mad respect."

Miguel was confused and Chris was the next to grip his hand. "The courage man you have. Is real. I wouldn't ever go out with Sam with Sensei teaching us every day." said Chris.

"Respect." Abe bumped elbows with Miguel with a nod.

"You do know I still don't think this is a real date right?" asked Miguel as all the Miyagi-Do boys kept joking with him. "Even Demetri's there."

"Sure it's not. And neither will the noose Sensei hangs you from either when he finds out be real either." joked Chris.

Miguel nodded painfully as the other Miyagi-Dos laughed more at him than with him over this.

Demetri nodded to Chris when he walked past him and approached Miguel. "My mom's almost here. Are you ready to go?"

"Is Sam?"

"She's outside the dojo waiting to go."

Miguel looked inbetween Daniel and Demetri, speaking on his phone to Amanda before nodding. "Yeah. Let's go."

...

Demetri was rambling on and on about Star Wars lore.

"Apparently there were some theories Luke Skywalker could open up portals between the galaxy itself. Could you really believe a Jedi could be that powerful? If there's anyone like that. It's Anakin."

Clearly bored but too respectful to say anything, Miguel leaned on the food court table at the mall with his elbows while he and Sam exchanged smiled for a moment.

"To make matters worse. I think there was even a book in the first part of Legends disproving that kind of force power anyway. Ridiculous."

Miguel chuckled. "Yeah man. Crazy."

Demetri checked his phone. "I think Dungeon Lord's new issue just hit the shelves. I'll be right back. You guys can join in a sec. You won't regret it, I promise!"

Miguel sighed as he looked at Sam and Demetri walked off. "He really can talk huh?"

"Actually I was a bit interested in Force powers. Might help us figure out how any of the kata works."

Miguel smiled and laughed quietly at this.

Sam ate some of her frozen yogurt quietly. "Hey I never told you by the way."

"Told me what?"

"How much courage it must've taken to beat all those bullies at Cobra Kai. They made your life hell for almost a year and you stood up to them."

"It was just tournament matches. Besides. I'm tired of coming in second place all the time to Cobra Kai."

"What does that mean?"

Miguel shook his head. "Nothing. Just that, I don't like them at all. Nor trust them. Losing to them just feels like the worst."

Sam smiled. "Same."

"You didn't. Have to do this by the way."

Sam was confused. "Do what?"

"Take me. On a date you know. I never considered you the pot of the gold at the end of the rainbow for doing karate. I would've fought Cobra Kai at the tournament or anywhere regardless if you were involved or not. Plus. Hawk kinda made it clear it wasn't even about you at this point."

"He's just a bad person anyway. So are all of them." Sam said. "But I would never date you just as a reward. I'm. Actually a little insulted you'd even think that."

"It's not that I don't trust you. It's just. We had planned to go out way before and. It only really happened after the tournament. Sorry if that came off as insecure."

Sam saw the look on Miguel's face.

She held his hand. "Hey." she smiled. "Honestly I would be too. It's just. I know my dad is sorta. Trying to mentor you. And has for a while. I didn't want to get in the middle of that."

"What changed?"

"Sensei Bobby told me that he'd understand."

"Haven't seen much of him lately."

Sam shrugged. "Heard he started feeling a little conflicted about tutoring both us and Steel Eagle. So. He kinda might leave."

"Steel Eagle." Miguel chuckled. "What a name huh?" he sipped some soda from a straw before continuing to eat the chicken sandwich on his tray.

"Yeah. Aisha and I have been awkward since she left Cobra Kai."

"Didn't she beat you in the finals?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah but. With Johnny Lawrence and my dad still feuding. Even with! That psycho running Cobra Kai alone now. The awkwardness might never be over."

"Yeah one of them still lives near my house. Johnny himself does too."

"Oh, that's right. Robby!"

"You know Robby?"

"We had a few classes together freshmen year. After he joined Cobra Kai I just stopped talking to him."

Miguel looked blank for a moment but then held Sam's hand on the table. "Looks like you have a good idea what kinda people deserve your attention and which don't."

"I guess I kinda do."

Hawk froze for a second when the other Cobra Kais started walking into the comic book store.

Mikey muttered to Hawk. "It's ancient history. Forget it Hawk."

Hawk kept staring right at Miguel's hand as him and Sam smiled at each other.

"Defeat. Does not exist." Hawk turned and entered the comic book store.

…

A red mohawk moved in the air above and between aisles of comic books.

Demetri sighed, flipping through one of them. "Why do I even still buy into this garbage?"

"What's up?"

Demetri turned, looking to see Hawk enter with Doug, Mikey, Mitch, and Shawn.

"Hey Eli. Didn't see you."

"It's Hawk."

"Whatever."

"I said. It's Hawk."

"Okay. Hawk."

Hawk nodded to what was in Demetri's hands. "Why do you still like that nerd shit?"

"Honestly I know it's trashy. Still like all the easter eggs to the first Dungeon Lord books."

"I know right. They're the best. The little nods to the-"

Shawn looked confused at what Hawk was saying and Hawk shook his head.

"Anyway. Wanted to catch up with you. Haven't seen you swing by Cobra Kai yet. We've got two new spots on the team filled. But we could use a third."

Demetri waved a hand. "Ah. I already have a dojo."

Hawk was curious. "What dojo?"

"Doesn't matter."

Hawk stepped forward. "What. Dojo. Did you join?"

"I um." Demetri cleared his throat. "Joined Miyagi-Do."

"Did you? You know they suck right? Can't fight for shit."

"I think Miguel can fight better than anyone. Especially you. Remember?"

Hawk quickly seemed to remember how badly he lost to Miguel during their quarter final match at the All Valley.

"Can't fight better than our best for sure. And besides, what have you learned. How to block. In other words, just how to be a pussy?"

The Cobras laughed and Demetri nervously put his comic book back on the shelf.

"You already knew how to do that. Didn't you?"

"You're really tough now huh?" asked Demetri.

Hawk frowned.

"Because you weren't always so tough. Eli."

"I said. It's Hawk!"

"Whatever," Demetri repeated. "Besides. Where's Luke?"

"Said he was busy."

"Really. Doesn't he need to be there with a dog whistle so all of you can come running? Isn't he your little captain? Mr. LaRusso told me about that by the way. You're all insane."

Hawk stepped forward. "What did you just say?"

"You know I've started to notice a trend." Demetri pointed at Hawk. "Cobra Kai only starts acting like a bunch of assholes when Lucas isn't around. How does he feel about this?"

"He thinks No Mercy is fine. Teaches it just as much as Sensei Kreese does in class. In fact, he taught us more of it today."

Demetri was unconvinced. "Yeah right. What did he teach you?"

"You really want to know?"

"Sure. Probably told you how you're still Eli and you're just acting tough-"

Hawk had already swept Demetri's leg out from under him by merely gripping his shoulder and kicking his leg out from under him.

Hawk then punched Demetri as hard as he possibly could right in the chest.

Demetri groaned on the ground wincing.

Hawk smiled, clapping Mikey's hand and starting to leave. "Make you think twice before you make fun of me. Or Cobra Kai again."

"God what a loser." Doug chuckled with Shawn.

"You know what?" Demetri panted on the ground. "I've got an entire dojo full of people with twice your morals. Who will know karate just like you. Eli!"

Hawk was about to step forward again and Mitch spoke. "He got the message man. Miyagi-Do knows who's boss."

"The fight is only over when we say it is," Hawk muttered, looking at Demetri up and down as he looked completely shocked. "So you better watch your back. And mind what you say. Or else."

Soon after the Cobra Kais all left, Miguel and Sam found Demetri sitting in a chair at the comic book store reading comics sadly.

"You alright?" asked Miguel.

Demetri shook his head. "Looks like Cobra Kai doesn't know how to take criticism well at all."

"What happened?" Sam wondered.

"Eli came by and. He hit me. Eli actually hit me."

Miguel and Sam looked directly at each other.

"Should we tell Sensei Bobby?" asked Sam.

"We need to tell your dad about what to do."

Sam rolled her eyes. "Ugh. I love Miyagi-Do. But sometimes my dad can be way too. Defense only to act rationally."

"That's fine right? More kata. More basics. We'll improve."

"Yeah then Demetri or one of us will get hurt again. Whose side are you on?"

Demetri looked between Sam and Miguel arguing awkwardly looking up from his comic book.

"One of us. Just got attacked. And you think going on any offense at all right now is a good idea?" asked Miguel.

"Well, maybe next time if you had been watching Demetri like I asked this wouldn't have happened."

"You were the one who wanted to go get more frozen yogurt."

"Yeah only after-"

"Okay okay okay." Demetri stood up. "We're all on the same side here. Remember?"

"Yeah." Sam said, taking a deep breath. "Sorry. I just. I don't want them to get away with this."

Miguel still spoke proudly. "I'm still going to your dad about this."

"Fine. I'm still going to talk to Sensei Bobby."

Demetri muttered quietly. "Hope that I didn't just. You know, start a massive. Thing."

"I think Cobra Kai was the one who started something." said Miguel calmly.