I grab the long knife and the Dark Lord the potion. The moonlight is shining down on us. I hold up my hand for everyone to see as I slice into my palm, the blood starts to drip down my arm. Everyone watches as I walk around the circle once more, letting more droplets of my blood drop on the ground. I give the knife to the Dark Lord and take over the potion. While he repeats the first steps, I am cupping my hand to gather the blood, making it easier to add to the potion.