Terry couldn't help the small smirk. There was something beautiful about watching the boy who learned to never strike first, that karate was for defence only betraying everything his little sensei taught him in order to follow the way of the fist, to take on the Cobra Kai mantra and incorporate it into his life.
He stepped behind Daniel, hands coming to rest on his hips, fingers spread for maximum coverage. "Remember. It's all in the swivel of your hip. Remember to follow through," he purred, dangerously close to Daniel's ear.