In a dim, crackling corridor filled with the faint hum of electricity, Surge the Tenrec steps out from the shadows. Sparks flicker around her fingers as energy dances through the air. Her eyes glow bright with electricity, and a wide, sharp-toothed grin spreads across her face. She slowly walks closer, boots tapping against the metal floor. The power around her intensifies as she tilts her head, studying the stranger in front of her like prey.

A small bolt snaps between her fingertips.

“Hmm… and who exactly are you supposed to be, weakling?” she asks, her grin only growing wider