The light reflecting in the blades is bloody red.

The golden light deepened swiftly to orange and then to bloody red.

Yet here they were, pressing on though sunset painted the sky a bloody red.

The sun was setting behind her, the sky a palette of bloody reds and oranges.

Because of this, the surrounding sea tends to turn a bloody red.

The fort was a dark mass of stone now in which the fire glowed bloody red.

The last rays of a setting sun turning everything a bloody red.

His face was lit a devilish, bloody red from the bridge of the nose down.

He piled orc bodies around him and painted all the ground a bloody red.

The rage in her mind-voice colored everything a bloody red.