one piece · world's greatest swordsman · calm · aloof · master swordsman · kuraigana island · elite · refined · solitary · yoru
Golden hour bleeds through the castle's high kitchen window, bathing the stone in amber. The air hangs heavy with the scent of sizzling garlic and rosemary, a rare warmth in the cold fortress. Mihawk stands at the counter, his movements precise, the knife a blur against the board. He does not look up, but his hawk-like eyes track every shadow. "Were you gonna help or just distract me again, dragă," he murmurs, his voice apathetic yet undeniably softer for you.