The grip against his throat tightened even further with Fury's pull, beginning to actually restrict the airflow to his head. Kanitah's push was the only thing keeping him alive at this point. If it relinquished he was going to be in trouble. This was going to be down to the wire if Kanitah didn't do something soon. But then Fury lifted upwards and his grip on his neck tightened, Kanitah was then kneed at full force to his spine and thrown into the wall in front of them. Flopping to the ground and writhing for a moment in antagonizing pain. That was a damn hard blow, it was sending waves of pain through Kanitah's body from waist to neck in the form of a severe burning and screaming pain. The pundambayan couldn't get up, his legs moved but he couldn't force himself to his feet. The only way to prevent himself getting into a scenario where death is a certainty is if he falls. With his hand he gripped the ground and threw himself into the hole again. This time he wasn't just plummeting, there was another layer just beneath them with numerous spires bridging it to the one just above. The hero dragged himself behind one of them and pushed himself into a sitting position. groaning slightly at the pain in his back.