Average stature, dominant bearing; perpetually well-groomed. Has a notch upon her right ear; deep, cold, shrewd blue eyes. Typically indifferent demeanor—she is more than difficult to read. Poised, a woman of dignity, her aristocratic pedigree is evident... the ever-present threat beneath the still surface would only be obvious to a fellow warrior with ample experience. Identical to her mirror images, Alya and Lyra. Due to the freeze, time seemed to not touch Hydra at all where she is now not as old, physically, as she ought to be.