There was a lot more to Fury than Kanitah had previously believed, maybe there was a bit of man behind the monster. There was more than a few kinds of pain running through him as he stood himself back up. Sliding his hands behind his back and cracking a few of his joints slowly. It was almost impossible to move his left arm the right way, and his right arm wasn't in pristine condition either. Looking like a bent old man with both hands behind his back, pressed up against his spine as though he were trying to hold himself up by counterbalancing himself with his hands. [color=f26522]"Part of me wants you dead too, I'll admit. And for a moment, I almost let that side of me take hold." [/color] With an audible crack, Kanitah's back popped as he straightened himself. Screaming belted from his mouth, Kanitah's left shoulder began to visibly bleed, presumably from the shattered collarbone on that side cutting through his skin. Both of his eyes tried to shut themselves, and his left eye yielded to the pain, his teeth ground against eachother and his words came through his teeth like venom from a cobra. [color=f26522]"That side of me is weak, and we both know that I'm strong. I've stood against you twice."[/color] Standing there, with both hands behind his back. Kanitah tried his best to force a grin. Letting his hands drop from behind his back. The metallic gauntlets of the word engine Mk.2 adorning his hands glinted in the sunlight. [color=f26522]"But you know I can't let you win, I've got a daughter to find. Trust me, she's already out there looking for you. It's better for the both of us if I get off this planet alive."[/color] Kanitah knew Fury would begin sensing it now. When Kanitah slipped his hands behind his back, he put his hands into the metal gauntlet portions of the new Word Engine. The loud crack that came when his back popped was timed to cover the flipping of the switch at the base of the machine. The screaming was from the pain of the word engine beginning its violent process of rooting through his body and reinforcing what remained of his skeletal structure. The Word Engine Mark 2 is online.