Blood Erythema, Carnage?

Fie! Not now nor ever." My corpus is uneager to ante-up for a gratuitous sacrament, one that takes a heavy toll, begging 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺 and 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺. Shale was soaked with my blood—for fleeing and not to be preyed upon by those allies. The farther I ran, the closer I felt the whisper of threat: D & B.