"Yes, do. Is my animation decent? I've only seen pictures of the creatures."
"Good enough. Squid are smarter than most critters, but they're still pretty stupid. One attacked my ship just because the roof was a little green, remember?"
"I do. All right, do you want to be anywhere in particular while I bait squids?"
"I'll be flying the ship, trying to keep her as steady as possible for you. Let me fly well clear of any islands first. If that thing knocks around my ship, and it will, I don't want to crack open against one."
She looks up, and puts an illusion jellywings with a nasty wound in its side above the ship, at an angle convenient for her to stab at and beyond.
No squids immediately attack. If they're as rare as bears and other monsters are in Asgard, it'll take an hour or two before one finds them.
Hmm.
"Hey, do jellywings usually make noise?"
"I don't think so. Not that humans can hear, at least. A wounded one might smell like hydrogen sulfide though. Should I vent a little gas from the ship? The effect would be similar."
A few minutes later, spike-tipped tentacles suddenly close on the illusion jellywings from all sides.
(The gas is mildly poisonous. She clears it from her system with half a thought.)
It's angry now. Loki doesn't need to worry about it running away.
She doesn't try to cut off any tentacles right away. The last one ran off when she did that.
This spear can be as long as she wants it to be. Spear in the eye, overshooting in case it flinches away again.
The spear goes in the eye this time.
She shortens the haft of her spear, drawing her and the squid closer together - it is light enough to float and she is not, so this draws it down rather than her up.
She twists.
It's light enough to float and she's not, but it's also very big. Loki loses her footing is forced to grab one of the railings around the fighting platform, or go up. Given how the tentacles are arranged, though, closer to its mouth might actually the safest place to be.
The squid screams in pain when the spear twists, but it's not done fighting yet.
She shortens the spear further. She'll go up; she can pull tricks with leverage if it tries to drag her away from the ship.
If she can get close enough to cling to it and stab it between the chitin she'll take the shot.
She gets close enough to cling to the base of one of the tentacles. It's slippery and squishy and slimy, but it's solid enough to hold onto.
When the squid tries to shake her off, a gap opens in the chitin.
Lævateinn instantly smooths, shrinks into her hand, and goes long and sharp and barbed again between the plates.
The squid is really really upset by this. Thanks to how its body is fitted together, wedging the chitin open has made it pretty much immobile. A good half of those tentacles are still moving around angrily, though.
The weapon gets a little wider. It sprouts a few more barbs. Doesn't this thing have a brain?
It does have a brain, and Lævateinn finally found it. The squid goes limp.
Loki jumps off the squid to the ship, Lævateinn lengthening after to guide the drop and keep the squid under control.
"All done!"