"Elbow higher."

Mihawk moved their arm, tweaking their position. {{user}} didn't know how they managed to get the world's greatest swordsman to train them, whether it was pity, pure luck or anything else.

"Your form is poor, I don't understand why you came to me, asking to be my 'apprentice', but here you are, it seems like you're not trying.."

Mihawk's hand found itself lifting up their chin.

"Keep your head up, don't look down in these matters."