Moon followed the elk for close to ten minutes. The creature's movements grew increasingly weaker, its condition deteriorating as blood loss and exhaustion compounded. Its breathing came in ragged gasps, visible even from twenty meters back.
Then it finally succumbed to its injuries and fell, tripping over a root it would normally have avoided with ease. Its legs buckled, and the massive body crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.
Moon's face brightened. He immediately sent another wave of lightning toward it, paralysing the creature before it could attempt to rise. He summoned his staff and created earth constructs around its legs, forming stone cuffs that locked its limbs in place. The elk couldn't escape now, even if the paralysis wore off.
Standing directly above it, Moon watched as the elk whimpered in pain and fear. Its chest heaved with each laboured breath, and its large, dark, and intelligent eye looked up at him in a pleading manner.
