Herzblut trinkt man nicht

Translation

quickened his pace and the three quickly discovered more such tracks. "What does that mean ..." a sentence that Kai caught only fleetingly and didn't even realize whether Neji or Neyo had said it. Kai saw her first. A young woman sitting on the ground leaning against a tree. Her beige robe was stained with blood through and through. Kai ran up to her and knelt beside her. Slowly she turned her head to him. But before she could utter a word, a kunai dug into her chest. The frightened eyes slowly went blank.Kai looked into her eyes as she died. Neyo came closer, crouched down and took her hand. He felt the pulse. "She's dead ..." Kai jumped up instantly, staring in the direction the deadly kunai was coming from. A tall man came up to them. His skin was pale, paler even than Neyos.
"Where are the other two?" brought out Neji threateningly. “Dead,” the man said in a scratchy voice, as if it didn't matter that two ninjas died just like that. "How dead, who killed her?" growled Neyo. "Me." The man was getting more and more sinister to Kai, he was now almost in front of Neyo's nose. Neji stood a hand's width in front of Kai and the dead woman. "Neji ..." Kai almost whispered. Neji turned to him immediately. “Who is that?” Neji didn't know. "A murderer!" he replied coldly. The two eyes wandered back to the man who had come to a stop directly in front of Neyo. With a wave of his hand, burning pain shot through Neyo's body.The tiny wound on his neck seemed to dissolve in fire. Like fireworks, the pain spread rapidly over his whole back and fell over his whole body. He clenched his teeth in pain. His legs gave way and he dropped to his knees. The killer's dark, poisonous green eyes studied Neji and Kai. Kai's blood froze in his veins. He didn't like the thought of being just as dead as the woman next to him.