Yuriko had dropped the last vestiges of a teen in the last years. Along with the hardships of their life and her growing powers, she had become quite the sight, albeit with an eerie aura around her all the time. Denying her demonic nature was nigh impossible, her skin nearly white, but not with the natural sensitivity to the sun one would assume comes with such a colouration.

Her black hair has a blue-ish hue to it. Her curves had grown out quite well and she had become as much a looker as an intimidating figure with her additional growth of a few inches to a solid 6'6".

She had the right amount of curves to offset the muscles with full D cup breasts and a firm ass and decent hips.

Her entire body was hard with muscles, though not for looks, unlike some bodybuilders, but rather actual usage. Her shoulders were slightly wider than her hips and her biceps were clearly defined even without her flexing her arms. A hint of a sixpack showed on her midriff as well.

The pure whiteness of her body was seamless apart from certain parts of her body which, like her lips, were of a blue-black colouration. It was also of note that she was entirely hairless from the neck down.

What was noticeable on her nude frame were several scars, some of them quite large. Along her entire back were four parallel marks going from her left shoulder to her right hip. Across the front and back of her right shoulder as well as on her back and almost to her right breast were was a large scar which looked as if a crocodile had held her by the shoulder in it's maw.

Smaller, less obvious scars rippled along her entire body, telling of scrapes, cuts, and other superficial injuries. Maybe one or two deeper ones, but that was about it.

She kept her body in an equilibrium between strength and mobility, no muscle meant to hinder her range of motion while ensuring she was as strong and fit as can be.

One of the most unsettling details about her appearance is the utter lack of colouration or detail in her eyes. Both are solid, black orbs and if someone believes the eyes to be the gate to the soul, her's seems to be nothing but a pitch black abyss.

Her choice of clothes varies, but she usually wears a body suit with reinforced soles. Above it her attire often consists out of tight tops, shorts or pants. Due to the suit's design, she often foregoes shoes entirely. At times she wears a vest with multiple pockets.