𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

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THE CHAOS IN THE ARENA CAME TO AN ABRUPT END as the referee signaled for the match to resume. On one side stood Miguel, his stance calm and collected, embodying the balance and discipline of Miyagi-do. Across from him, Lee's posture was taut, his eyes filled with determination and the fiery aggression Cobra Kai was known for.

The whistle blew, and the fighters began circling each other. Lee moved first, throwing a quick jab aimed at Miguel's ribs. Miguel deflected it with a calculated block, stepping back to create distance. Lee pressed forward, launching a flurry of punches and kicks that Miguel dodged with precision, his movements fluid and methodical.

"Get him, Lee!" A fangirl from the audience shouted from the sidelines, urging him on.

The latino however continued his defensive strategy, weaving and sidestepping, his focus unwavering. Each time Lee advanced, Miguel evaded, letting the Cobra Kai fighter expend his energy. Lee's frustration began to show as his attacks grew sloppier, his breathing heavier.

"You're just running!" Lee spat, swinging a high kick at Miguel's head.

Miguel ducked under the kick smoothly, his eyes calm. "Patience," he muttered under his breath, echoing the teachings of Miyagi-do.

As Lee stumbled slightly from the missed kick, Miguel saw his opening. He lunged forward, delivering a sharp kick to Lee's chest. The impact sent the Cobra Kai fighter sprawling onto the mat, the crowd erupting in cheers.

"POINT! MIYAGI-DO—1-1!" the referee announced, raising his hand toward Miguel.

In the Cobra Kai corner, Yoon grumbled to Sensei Kim, his frustration boiling over. "That point shouldn't even count. If they played fair and deducted a point for fouling y/n, it would still be 1-0!"

Kim's piercing gaze silenced him instantly. 

She stepped forward, her voice cutting like a blade. "What happened to y/n was wrong, but this is the real world, Do-jin. It is not fair. It never will be. Your enemies will exploit every weakness, every mistake. You can complain about fairness, or you can learn to adapt and overcome."

Yoon swallowed hard, nodding. Kim softened slightly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Channel your anger. Focus it. You know what needs to be done. Show them why Cobra Kai is superior."

Lee, still recovering on the mat, extended a hand to tag Yoon in. The moment their hands touched, Yoon somersaulted over his teammate, landing on the mat with a fierce determination. Miguel, meanwhile, jogged back to his corner and tagged out, signaling Demetri to step in for the next round.

𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄, kwon jae-sungWhere stories live. Discover now