Blood began to run down the side of his face.

As he got to his feet blood began to run.

The blood was beginning to dry on the back of my hand.

It had only been a matter of time until the blood began to flow.

No one claimed to know how the bad blood began.

His blood was beginning to cool, and Light, he hurt!

I saw the blood begin to drain from his face.

The blood from his nose was finally beginning to slow.

His blood began to flow again, and he returned to the car.

The blood began to rain down the sides of the thing.