(Don't worry, he's plenty prepared to catch an animal three times his size. I'm speeding up the process by the way, it's taken them hours to finally catch up to her)
Blaque shushed his crew and breathed a sigh of relief. The Acklay was in a resting position, which was vulnerable and made his job much easier. He clicked a dart into place. The dart would go silently and painlessly into the mouth of the Acklay, if he aimed it right. It wouldn't put her to sleep, but it would weaken her for long enough that they could cage her and put her on the ship. Blaque took aim and fired.