[center][h2][color=crimson]Assassin of Black[/color]
Ainsworth Workshop[/h2][/center]

The Manslayer swaggered into the room by himself, a quiet smile on his face as he looked around the room. While his entrance wasn't nearly as loud in volume as Tawara's, it still screamed danger. All one would need to do is glance at the Assassin of Black to tell what class he was, no, what type of person he was. Okada Izou is a Manslayer through and through, so of course he would be summoned as an Assassin. The only other class he could possibly be viable for would be Saber, and Saber was already in the room. Speaking of, the first thing his eyes landed on was the Saber and his swords, a dangerous glint in his eyes as he leaned against a wall. [color=crimson]"Hey you! Saber right?"[/color] His smile was lazy, yet his eyes were filled with bloodlust as he put a hand on the hilt of his sword. [color=crimson]"You wouldn't object to a friendly spar with another manslayer right?"[/color] Everyone else in the room was ignored, the focus of Okada's attention was Lancelot alone as he practically leaked his intent to the room. If Lancelot agreed to this, it was all but guaranteed that one of them would die by the end of the fight.