𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐶 𝐾

𝑝 𝑟 𝑜 𝑢 𝑑

AS TORY AND Silas stood before the roaring crowd, a sea of faces blurred into a vibrant backdrop of excitement and pride. The arena pulsed with energy, their family and friends erupting in cheers that echoed through the air like a powerful wave.

Clutching their trophies tightly, the new Women and Men's Sekai Taikai champions basked in the moment, their hearts racing from the adrenaline of victory.

Yet, the sweet taste of triumph was bittersweet.

The stakes higher than ever.

Silas's decisive blow that knocked Axel out had shifted the momentum, igniting the spirit of Cobra Kai and closing the gap between them and the Iron Dragons.

The crowd had erupted in a frenzy, their hopes hanging on the edge of this pivotal moment.

But now, with the score tied, a new question loomed ominously over the arena: what would the tie breaker be?

Tory and Silas exchange glances, they had fought hard to get to this point, but the next challenge could change everything.

Would it be a sudden death match, a test of skill, or perhaps a team showdown?

The possibilities danced in their minds, each option carrying its own weight of pressure and potential.

"This leaves us only to declare our overall dojo champion." Gunther's voice cut through the tension, drawing every eye in the arena toward him. "But we cannot do that. Because, for the first time in our long and storied history, the Sekai Taikai has ended in a tie!"

A wave of gasps ripple through the crowd, a mixture of disbelief and anticipation hanging in the air.

Silas and Tory exchange glances with Johnny, their expressions reflecting the same unspoken question: what would happen next?

If another fight was necessary to determine the champion, they would step up without a moment's hesitation. No doubt lingered in their minds.

"Fortunately, we have a protocol in place for just such an occasion." Gunther continues, his voice steady. "A winner must be proclaimed. Per tradition, our overall champion will be determined by one final match between the dojos. To be fought by the senseis!"

The crowd erupts into a cacophony of cheers and gasps, a mix of excitement and shock reverberating through the arena. Silas and Tory shared wide-eyed looks, their grip on their trophies faltering slightly as the reality of Gunther's announcement sank in.

That wasn't what they expected at all.

They turn to Johnny, whose face had fallen, yet his eyes burned with an intensity that spoke of determination. Across the mat, Wolf, the rival sensei, met Johnny's gaze with a narrowed, predatory stare, his expression a mask of intimidation.

"This is going to be something." Tory mutters, her voice barely audible over the roaring crowd.

"I have faith in Johnny. He wants this win more than anyone in this arena." Silas replies, though a flicker of concern crossed his mind.

He trusted Johnny completely; it was Wolf's reputation that gnawed at him.

The man was known for his ruthlessness, willing to exploit any weakness to gain the upper hand. Silas knew that if it came down to it, Wolf wouldn't hesitate to play dirty.

As the arena buzzes with anticipation, Silas felt the weight of the moment settle over him.

The stakes literally had never ever been higher, and as the senseis prepared to clash in the match in a week, he could not shake the feeling that everything they had fought for came down to this one decisive battle.