Shura has short dark hair, wearing a headpiece with golden horns upwards, as well as the gold cloth of Capricorn , his right arm always extended as if he wields an unbreakable sword, his fingers and hand stretched adding up the lethality of his signature skill.

Shura knew that the god of the nordic lands had granted him this last task to free his land from that fake usurper of the rank as spokesman of Odin's will, having locked Hilda of Polaris and stripped her from her rank, Athena had allowed this assistance, with Poseidon's intervention, he saw more soldiers of that pretender arriving, his eyes narrowed at them, he would use this third chance and mend the wrong of the past with one fellow comrade...he had too much in his chest, Aiolia and Aiolos being the two who he had wronged..

"..out o my way fools.." Shura bellowed as he focused his Cosmo on his right arm.

"Ex..CALIBUR!!" The Saint of Capricorn swung his right arm as a powerful wave of light sliced the ground and rammed the coming soldiers.