Izaya smirked lightly as the day of the contest began. His room read 26. Why that was relevant was simple. He was more then ready to kill, he was looking forward to it. Not only that but the ability to make himself and whatever he held invisible was not a good thing for his opponent. Walking with a sinister grin he reached into the box and gave his opponent a nice little grin. Yes Izaya was sadistic for his own good, it was better then being afraid.
