Rumble!

Ambrose stabbed the knife through the drunken man's chest, but then someone wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him away before he could inflict any more harm.

"Argh!" The drunken man screamed with a bleeding chest.

Ambrose gritted his teeth and smashed the back of his head against the person behind him, breaking the nose of the combed-back haired man.

He screamed loudly while holding his bent, bleeding nose, and almost tripped on the leg of a nearby chair.

Ambrose then stabbed the knife through his throat and kicked him down to the ground like a beaten rag doll. 

He then turned to the drunken man and hurled the knife straight to the man's chest, piercing his heart with deadly accuracy.

"Oh!" The drunken man swayed sideways and collapsed to the floor, clutching his chest in shock and disbelief.

With the last regretful look, he saw the pair of purple eyes staring at him like an angel of death.