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... ring a monster under your control, enabling you to bond with it and, in rare cases, tap into its abilities. The possibilities with Taming are as broad as the skill level and creativity of the tamer. However, it is not regarded as particularly powerful; even if you manage to tame a strong monster, your own strength remains limited. Attempting to wield the monster's abilities without sufficient skill or level can even be deadly. This is why tamers typically avoid direct combat, leaving the fightin ...

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