"Nyt perkeleen..." Janos spun to the side - barely avoiding horrendous damage to his head and managed to get on his feet while unsheathing a knife with his left hand. "...Kyrpänaama..." The fingers of his right hand were twitching with either sheer rage or frustration. He dashed forwards again, holding the knife a bit closer to himself he attempted to stab Hansel's right side just under the ribs.