Sets up a spell

The two nail-like daggers in my hands soared, and with a pair of dull thunks, they stabbed into the rusted hulls of two sunken ships as I threw myself off of Leviathan’s back.

They wouldn’t hold him for long.

I landed again on the very edge of a submerged pier, pressing my fingers against the wood, and sent a thread of magical energy into the spell I’d prepared beforehand, waiting only for the final burst of energy needed to activate it.

“Suidigidir.”

And from under the water rose another pair of chains, thicker and sturdier than Medusa’s. They shot out like lightning, winding themselves around his arms to meet in the middle around his neck, then the ends snapped together to form a collar. The moment it formed, they pulled taut, yanking his arms out to the sides.