He had somehow managed to catch Fury's leg, that was more surprising than landing on two feet. The obvious follow up to Fury's kick was to carry his momentum forwards and simply smear him across the ground, but he had instead stopped. This allowed Kanitah's hands to find a loose, but certain, gain on his leg. Though Fury violently tugged his leg away from his grasp, the Pundambayan refused to relinquish his grip. His bulk was pulled along with Fury's leg, his fingers finding province on the metal boot that surrounds the Fireen's foot. It wasn't much, but it was enough to give him leverage. 

With all of Fury's tugging and jerking, his boot was repeatedly smacking into Kanitah's face. Pressing the already crushed bones of his nose into eachother, Kanitah's mouth was allowed to open for a second to release a pent up scream of rage and pain. Without any proper way to defend from this position he was forced to improvise.

Digging his gauntlet clad hands into the sides of Fury's boots with a sharp inwards pull, Kanitah began to crush the boot itself. However, he wasn't aiming to crush his leg. Kanitah rolled to the right, pulling his elbow down towards his stomach while rolling over. This movement relied on Fury's already awkward posture to topple him over and give Kanitah a proper grapple on his leg, as well as giving him the dominant mounting position. As Fury would land on his left hand side, putting the two of them into a T-shape on the ground with Kanitah being out of his foe's arm's reach.