Old Yin Yuan dissolved into mist, and even familiar faces now seemed like strangers passing on the road. Heavy ink seeped into its eyes, then cleared again. The gleam returned, yet the depths still brimmed with unspoken ache.
Base
Evo 1
Evo 2
Evo 3
Glowed Up
Clouded Loong: Eye-Dotting
Inkwoven Bonds