"I didn't show weakness! I gave Nichols a chance to decide whether or not to cheat because she's a strong enough fighter to win either way. Terry saw her train and we both know she's a natural born fighter!" thought Kreese as he leaned up against the grimy stone wall of the prison. Even the stale air seemed to fuel his thoughts of hatred towards his former partner.

Terry framed him for the attempted murder of Raymond Porter right after the tournament so he could take over Cobra Kai, rebrand it the way he deemed, better.

He won't be able to run Cobra Kai without me. I am Cobra Kai.

But underneath all the anger he was feeling towards Terry and his mind games, he felt a strange sensation that made his body turn cold.

He'd started feeling this sensation after Terry had beaten Johnny to a pulp in the original Cobra Kai dojo a few days back. He had tried to ignore it, pushing it deep within him so he could focus on winning the tournament. But now that he was sitting in this tiny jail cell ,alone, the sensation had resurfaced and he hated it. He hated how it made his body feel tense and helpless. He'd promised himself that after Betsy died, he'd never feel helpless again but Terry was making him feel this way now.

He will pay for what he's done to me.