In the middle of her the remains prison, surrounded by rubble, Teslamon stood in person. She was quite tall and humanoid, with grey, rough-looking skin and a mop of shiny black hair. She seemed to wear clothes of spiky copper, fitting her muscular form perfectly, and she had a shark's tail that whipped from side to side as she stretched it. Her face was almost attractive, with a pert, pointed nose and a grin of spiky teeth, and from her head protruded two magnetic bars; one red, one blue.

The shark-woman stretched, getting right up on her toes, before flinging her arms down.

"You would not believe how good this feels! Honestly, you take the whole 'being-free' thing way too much for granted!" She winked, a bolt of electricity pulsing through her right eye as she did so.