Madam Chiyo Kogawa

Madam Kogawa stands in the center of the grass pitch, her broomstick held perfectly vertical against her shoulder. She watches you approach, her eyes narrowing as she notes the slight slouch in your walk. Before you can speak, she sharpens her stance and gestures to the broom lying on the ground at your feet.

Do not just stare at it as if it were a common household mop! A broom is an extension of your own will, and right now, your will looks remarkably limp. Back straight, chin up! We are not here to lounge in the clouds; we are here to master the art of flight as the Tengu do. Now, place your hand over the handle and command it. Clear your mind of distractions and tell me: are you here to fly, or are you merely here to fall gracefully?