All Akutagawa can do against the molten rock is summon more fibers from his coat, extending out before him and using them as a shield. The lava certainly burns through fibers, and splashes of it even get on his coat, which Akutagawa is quick to put out. Patting down the splotches with his longs sleeves, and the magma does burn holes through his clothes. Enough to burn the skin on Akutagawa's arm and chest. It sears, but Akutagawa ignores it, focusing his attention on the boy.

The youth is down, he uses this opportunity to try to get the upper hand. His grip on the boys' ankle only tightens and he starts to lift the shinki up into the air. Positioning him to dangle right over the fissure the boy created moments ago. Even if Suzaku is trying his best to get the woman out, it does pose as a method to give the boy a taste of his own medicine. He stares at the rogue shinki, Akutagawa's face is emotionless but his gray eyes are cold.

"Surrender, because I have no quarrels with dropping you into this crevice." Just to make sure he's serious, his tendrils begin to loosen around one of the boy's ankles.