Looked to me like the whole thing had been a blood sacrifice in aid of nothing.

I'd never felt my own power so strongly outside of a blood sacrifice.

"Isn't feeling better, in a general way, what blood sacrifice is for?"

He'd seen a blood sacrifice, and not of a goat.

Or I will ask my brother to make another blood sacrifice.

He had been raised to a different order of integrity, where blood sacrifices were not required.

His death, if it came down to that, would have some greater meaning for the cause than mere blood sacrifice.

You would be a great prize for a blood sacrifice.

Being a blood sacrifice probably qualifies as a wrong situation, even if you're a chicken.