The Long Tale No. 49 - Captured

Blackened flames danced across the sphere surrounding the dragon, encasing it in a raging inferno. The beast shrieked and tried to break free, but merely added crimson to the darkness. The man moved his hand and the sphere froze to ice with only the dragon's great eye being able to move, its maw still caught up in its final roar. A burst of wind moved the sphere down where it rested on a newly formed goblet of earth. Vines reached up and encircled the beast, compressing the sphere further until the creature was in the foetal position, facing the man...