All along the fire step was a pool of dark blood.
When the men had gone, he made a face at the patch of dark blood on the wooden floor.
There was a considerable amount of dark blood already in the bowl.
Dark blood was spattered up the wall and over everybody.
He moved forward a step, two steps, stumbled to his knees in the dark blood.
The king's beard was stained with his own dark blood.
Kirk could see dark blood on his forehead and mouth.
His side opened and a flood of dark blood stained the ground.
Dark blood ran down the back of my hand.
Dark red blood was running from one of the Fool's nostrils.