A sudden and noticeable hesitation at his question, Kanitah had struck a nerve. Good or bad? Never too sure with Fury's sort, reminded him of the Ku-Ni-Tin general during the invasion of Pundambaya. But something about his words had brought up a question inside of his foe's heart, which meant that there was still something sensible inside of him. Honestly, now's about the perfect time for Kanitah's favorite kind of therapy. [i]If you can't talk your problems out, I'll beat them out of you.[/i] With no words, Kanitah slid himself into a stance similar to Horse stance, however, less dipped. His legs are still splayed but less widely, a wider range of motion of legs is necessary at this level of combat.

With a silent grumble, Kanitah muttered a single word. [color=f26522]"Darligrov."[/color] Energy whipped around him in consecutive spirals, forming into rings around his body. A faint hum emitting from each of them as they spiraled into place. Kanitah knows Fury's stronger than he is, far stronger. The rings are really his only hope of fighting him. 

His shoulders felt heavy as he remembered the device mounted to them, beneath his shirt. In their previous bout, he resorted to using its power to increase his own. At the heavy cost of nearly having a heart attack, Kanitah didn't want to use its power again. [i]No, I can fight him without it. I'm strong enough, I know I am.[/i]

[color=f26522]"Leaving your foes alive is how you change them. The living can reform, the dead can't."[/color] His doctrine of battle. [color=f26522]"I've killed my fair share in the past. The invasion of Pundambaya forced me to."[/color] A slight flash of memories ran through his head, the armies he stared down. Only one soldier he had faced was anything like Fury, nobody else compared. [color=f26522]"But I'd never kill in rage, only out of necessity!"[/color]

Then the rings ceased moving, vibrating slowly as they hovered less than an inch away from his skin. The Pundambayan warrior moved his arms forward with open palms, breathing in deeply. Fury would strike first, and how he reacts to it will determine the course of the entire battle. 

With a deathly stare, Kanitah glared down the Fireen. [color=f26522]"I'm not much stronger than I was back then, and I'm not getting any younger. But I'm certain I'll beat you this time."[/color] With a swift pull, he brought his arms back to his body. Clenching his fists tightly and pressing them to his sides. [color=f26522]"If not, I'll probably die. I'll be honest."[/color]