Apparently, the Earth Spirit comes through for him. The chains of stone wrap around Ignatius's legs, stopping him in his tracks. He's weak to gather flames in his hands, ready to tear them away, only for more chains to grab his arms as well.

He manages to struggle against them for several seconds, but he doesn't have enough left to escape. They tug him back to the ground, binding him in place. He doesn't have to breathe, so he isn't drowning - but there's some kind of oppressive heaviness in the water that makes it harder and harder to act. A despair that is hard to fight against, even for someone as determined as him.

He yells in frustration as he tries to get away, the fight becoming harder and harder as the searing water around him is gradually being reduced to a sizzle.