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... rom the repeated usage of the monster control skill, he came across some rules.

The first and most important one, controlled monsters aren't hostile to each other. Second, if he orders them to commit suicide for easy XP, they can break free in their desperation.

'Self preservation instincts, I guess.' he mused.

And third, the intelligence of the creatures affects how well they follow orders.

To Magnus surprise, the crow was far more intelligent than anything else ...

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