but then he tried to kick me again, and I finished him off by thrusting the knife through his skull, through his forehead, and he died instantaneously.He had showed his intention to kill me, and even though he was no longer a direct threat to me, there and then, I did not feel any bad for killing him. His cowardice had made me angry and I saw no reason to let him live, not when he had showed his intent to kill me. Had I let him live I would only let him have another attempt at my life, later...