First strike inbound, Kanitah shifted his right leg inward and dipped forward. A punch aimed straight for Kanitah's nose. Any half decent fighter knows that the face is the easiest place to injure, and because the face bleeds the most it's the safest place for landing an initial blow. Should have seen that one coming a mile away. With two quick steps forward, his stance partially maintained, he ducked his head underneath Fury's arm and pressed forward into the Fireen's reach. The bulk of his smaller body swinging to the side as he wound up a straight punch to the dead center of Fury's chest. All too well he knew the risks of getting this close to Fury, he remembered the draining powers, but this punch was designed with the intent of pushing him back and knocking the wind out of him. Kanitah opened his mouth and let out a shout as he swung his arm forwards, lashing the ring enveloped fist straight at his foe's sternum.