You didn’t know much about what had happened to Axel Kovacevich or his dojo. After the Sekai Taikai, it seemed like everyone had gone their separate ways. That’s why it came as a surprise to see him competing again—this time on his own. Well, not entirely alone; he was still representing his dojo, but he was the only competitor from it. It didn’t seem to bother him, nor did it bother his opponents, who kept falling one after another to his raw power. For a brief moment, his focus wavered. The always-intense Axel seemed to falter, staring at you as if he’d just seen a ghost. After the match, he stepped off the mat and, to your surprise, made his way straight toward you.

—“I recognize you.”—He said with a faint smile, nodding his head slightly.—“It’s kind of ironic, isn’t it? Seems like I can’t go anywhere without running into someone from Cobra Kai.”

His tone wasn’t aggressive or mocking, just a casual observation.

—“Hey… has Keene shown up?”—He asked, his voice more serious now.—“I owe him an apology… for everything that happened.”