It was darker, blacker than the night around Ranma. Again and again he felt how a new surge of his strength left his body and disappeared, never to be seen again, in a golden box in Yakoumo's hand. He didn't even have the strength to resist the crushing weight of the ban. He heard Yakoumo's voice, it was mean and cold.
"Isn't it a great feeling when every life is drained? And whether it is ... for me, who watch it. How is it to stand there as a loser and slowly die with the thought that What kind of agony such a simple body swap can cause yes, yes .... Well then I wouldn't mind having my body again, consequently a second body swap Where at least you're dying in your body. It's a pity that you can't see how I drink this wonderful fresh blood from your beloved's sister.Maybe I should give you some consolation ?! To the weak will of Kasumi, who brought her to death and me to my old body! "
With disgust, Ranma heard something being drunk in greedy, noisy gulps. There was brief silence when suddenly something rattled. The cup with the blood had fallen on the floor. At the same moment Ranma was pierced by a blinding pain. Everything, its surroundings, began to turn. It got loud and windy. It boomed in his ears .... Then everything was quiet ..... He knew he had his body back. He felt his muscles and skin again, not just bare cold bones. But did Yakoumo have the body of the skeleton again or was he ... A cruel, cold laugh rang out.
"Finally ... finally I am one with my body again ... yes." With a victorious grin showing his yellowed teeth, he looked at his hands, felt his scarred face. "Now that I have my body back, I can now deal with you and my revenge on you.The nice thing about it ..... you can't defend yourself ..., not like when you knocked me down with your cursed sword after an eternity ..... But now I'm the one who will knock you down, but first I want to see you suffer ..... And as I can feel, someone is coming who is looking for you. Let's see what can be done ... Oh yes ... I think I'll go and impale them from ambush right in front of your eyes. What do you think of this idea? I could then tear out her heart, just as she did it to me when I didn't get her, your lover .... your lover impaled and without a heart ... That sounds just wonderful. "Laughing scornfully, he walked away, leaving Ranma with panic written on his face. He was talking about Akane ... his Akane, who was on the way to him, and this madman wanted to murder her. (No ... Don't let that happen. Please, Akane, don't come here! Please don't!Turn back! Please ...) At that moment he lost three quarters of his strength. He passed out, fell into the depths thinking of Akane.

Out of breath, Akane went down on his knees, held her side with one hand, and braced herself against the wall with the other. The pain was almost unbearable. Not to mention the pain in her heart caused by the thought of Kasumi. (Kasumi ... Kasumi ....) The hot tears ran down her reddened cheeks. "Kasumiiiii !!!!!" she screamed into the sky and clenched her fists on the street.
Sobbing, she sank to the ground, pressing her hands against her face to hide her tears. (Kasumi .... Why you of all people ... Ka-Kasumi .... Come back ... Kasumi ... Please come back ....) She lingered in this stream of thoughts for a long time, the tears became less, before she soon returned to reality through the sting in her side. Her face contorted with pain, she briefly touched her wound, sucked in air between her teeth and looked at her blood-smeared hand.Blood was already pouring out again from injury. The hot red liquid stained her blouse and made Akane shiver.
(Damn it, I should have been more careful back then. That comes from my carelessness, and Ranma has pointed it out to me so often ..... Ranma! ... When this Yakoumo is in Ranma's body, Ranma is in his and the blood needed Yakoumo to change bodies again. But why should he give Ranma his body back when he knows that Ranma can defeat him more easily then?! .... Ah, unless Yakoumo knows that there is no danger from him can go out .... Ahh! Ranma must be near him and that probably hurt ..... I .. I have to go back!) With a more or less powerful jerk she got up. She felt the hellish pain in her side, but tried to ignore it by placing her hand on the wound and quickly ran back the way she had just used.

Exhausted, Akane touched the doorknob and slowly pushed it down.It creaked as she carefully opened the door. She went in, listened. No sound. It was too quiet ..... Step by step she went into the living room and looked around. The room was only dimly lit, but she kept the light out. It smelled funny. Her gaze wandered to the sofa, to the floor. A dark liquid adorned the pillows and the wood, leaving a wide, smeared trail into the kitchen. There were dark handprints on the doorframes. Akane took a step towards the kitchen, but then stopped suddenly. She now knew what it smelled like. For blood ..... Now she knew what she would find there if she went into the kitchen. Gradually she turned around again. She didn't want to see that, the painful thought of it was enough. She left the living room and began to comb the house, but no matter where she looked, she found no one. After a while she stood by the window in her room with empty eyes. (If only I would find Ranma ... I would be so happy to see him ..... but if I meet Yakoumo I will tear him to shreds with my bare hands.He is paid for everything ..) In the middle of her thoughts she suddenly noticed a faint green shimmering light. It came from the dojo. (What ... are they down there?) She moved away from the window, took the wooden sword from the wall as she went out and then went to the dojo. 2 minutes later she stopped in front of the door. Until recently she had thought she heard a cruel laugh, but now that she was listening, there was absolute silence. She tightened the grip on the sword and then suddenly opened the door, screamed and held the sword stretched in several directions ready to fight. She nervously searched the room with her eyes. Nothing and nobody was to be seen. She lowered the sword, at that moment she caught the light again from what she had seen earlier. Startled, she looked to the left in the corner of the dojo. It looked strange. It was like a dome of light. She stepped closer suspiciously and looked inside. At first the bright light blinded her eyes, but when it got better, she could make out Ranma, who was lying there on the floor with his eyes closed.(Ranma or Yakoumo?) She thought unsettled. (That ... No, not Yakoumo, that is Ranma. I feel his warmth and no cold aura, like in the last few days. They seem to have swapped bodies again.) Unsure, she asked "Ranma?" It was barely audible, nevertheless She looked around anxiously to make sure that Yakoumo wasn't here after all. Then she said, raising her voice more and more. "Ranma! .. Ranma! ... Wake up! Ranma! Ranma !!" She thought she saw a movement in his face and therefore shouted even louder "Ranmaaa!" His head turned slowly to the side, but his eyes he didn't open it, he just breathed faster than before. Hesitantly, she held out her hand, wanted to reach through the light, but when she even touched it, she was struck by blinding pain. She looked at the palm of her hand with a puzzled expression. In some places the skin was red and torn, bleeding, in other places the black, charred skin peeled off and fell off."What the .." Shaking her head, she looked at the cage of light. (A spell? That ... yes, that must be a spell. Man Ranma ... What kind of trouble do you always cause one.) She thought with a sigh and shouted, louder than before, "Ranma !! Wake up !!"

He heard something. A voice that was very familiar to him, but he could not recognize it, it was as if the spell wanted to prevent this. He heard his name being called. He just tried to blink, but it couldn't. He turned his head to one side. The voice got louder and louder and all of a sudden he recognized it, it was Akane's voice. (no! She is here! Akane! She is in danger!) He tried to move, impossible. The burden was too heavy. It was dark and he couldn't really have seen anything, but suddenly something was happening in his mind's eye. He saw Akane, who was wounded, trying to get through the spell, injuring her hand in the process. How afterwards she called his name louder than before, begging him to wake up.He heard her after all. He wanted to get up and hug her, but it couldn't. He had no strength. Again he saw Akane yelling at him, begging him to get up. But then the tide turned and the picture showed Yakoumo standing behind her, a spear ready to stab in his uplifted hands. Akane didn't notice this. He tried convulsively to move, to call out to her and to warn her. It didn't work, he couldn't. He felt something incredibly large shoot up inside him. At that moment the spear came down. "Nooooo !!!!"
"Arg ..." "Ranma!" Akane, who had pushed Ranma aside, crawled over to him. The broken tip of the spear was stuck in his right thigh. Blood kept gushing from the deep wound.
"Ranma ... is it okay?" dismayed and pale, she examined the injury more closely. "It fits!" he pressed out. "Akane ... pull this piece out, please!" She looked at him in horror and lost the last bit of color from her face."B-but .." "Please do it! Just bang! And get out!" With a last, discouraged sigh, hesitantly and tremblingly grasped the end of the spearhead. She closed her eyes in horror, at least she didn't want to see it and pulled. With a powerful jerk, the tip was all the way out. Startled, she now looked into the deep hole and then into Ranma's pained face. He grinned pained. “II-it's just a scratch!” She smiled with a concerned expression. “You are and will remain a complete idiot Ranma, whether you are half dead or alive.” With a laugh on her lips, she quickly tore off a strip of her blouse and tied it around Ranma's leg. When she was done, Ranma turned to