Water can't impede her

Across from me, Leviathan stared me down, the muscles in his arms and legs bulging against the restraints holding him down, even as they dug deeper into his body and black ichor trickled from the wounds. But he could not break free — to do so would be to tear himself apart, to rip his own body to shreds.

So he summoned water from around him, gathering it in a wave that he threw in front of his body and in my direction, as though it would be enough to knock me off balance or ruin my aim.

And instead, it parted around me as the Lady of the Lake’s blessing prevented it impeding me.