Keith silently nodded, instantly coming to a realisation as he walked towards the center, jumping over the pits playfully. Once he got to the center, he took the knife from her and immediately made a deep but on his palm, making blood flow out almost instantly.
He then brought his hand over the pit and watched the blood drip down into the light green oil. On the other side, Clara was doing the same, but she was surprised to see so much blood flow out from his palm.
'He cut in too deep didn't he?.... He will need a doctor at this point but Maria isn't saying anything.' she thought, her eyebrows furrowing.
Time slowly passed and the more blood Keith bled, the more anxious she became, finally reaching her tipping point.
"Hey, maybe you should stop right now. You will die if you loose too much blood." she said as her eyes darted between Keith and Maria nervously.
