Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 24
"hezzi's blood actually baked onto the metal! isn't that something?" he was right. there was a blackish crust of blood surrounding its surface, dry and peeling, dotted with little charred hairs.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 54
Banno was standing in the cora's shadow, holding the chieftain's blood-drenched necklace in one hand.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 105
_ its nose was black and shiny, covered in blood and frost.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 19
_" garten bellowed and grabbed ander's bloody shoulder, digging into the wound with his claws until the laughter turned into a bloody scream. "i'll only ask you one more time..."
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 30
Danado could taste sorrin's blood pouring into his mouth, dripping from his lips. against the ice and snow it was like liquid fire.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 180
He was down on all fours, vomiting blood onto the stairs. the wooden handle was sticking out of his back like a scorpion's tail, waving forward and back with every blood-spewing convulsion. like a scorpion. yes, that's exactly what banno was.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 124
She plunged the knife into the back of her hand and the tip actually burst through her palm in an explosion of blood. "red blood means no sin!" she yelled, stabbing herself again and again.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 168
Every time he moved he would hear a disturbing squelching noise, and he had no way of knowing if that was because of the blood drying on the floor, or because his own ears were filled with blood. he supposed both could be possible.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Prologue
What language they weren't sure, but the bloody drag marks of a heavy body traveled through the area, connecting the furthest two doors together. it was large enough to be from a gryphon, and the realization made merlia's blood run cold.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 37
blood. blood on his hands, blood all the way up to his elbows, thick and tacky in his fur. the rain was carving clean trenches through the slick coating, dripping to the ground. the mud by his knees was black with it.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 9
He took his hand, still slick with shekka's blood, and pressed it against ander's forehead, leaving a blood red handprint on his face.
Grey (English version)
blood flowed from the wound, and grey stopped to lick it up.