Khal Drogo thrashed, fighting some unseen enemy. Black blood ran slow and thick from his open wound.
卓戈卡奥抽搐了一下,好似在与某个看不见的敌人拼斗。黑色的脓血自他伤口缓缓地流下。
新鲜空气
There was this thing where you kind of said, oh, if we have - my dad said to me when I was young, he said, if you have one drop of Black blood in you, you're Black.