A moment later, ten hounds lay in front of him, sprawled on the ground, all twitching and tossing around in torturous pain. Damon crouched low and patted one beast. "I know you guys are all battle hungry. Don't worry. I will give you plenty of opportunities for it. All you have to do is say yes, and the pain will stop."
The ten abyssal hounds writhed in pain. Black ichor bubbled from their jaws, their claws scraping grooves into the broken cobblestones as the poison did its work. Every breath they took sounded like a death rattle.
"Alright. Let's check what the success rate is now. You guys better not disappoint me."
Damon activated the skill again.
[Ding! Attempting to Tame Abyssal Hound…]
[Warning! Abyssal creatures cannot be tamed by ordinary means.]
[Calculating… Affinity Detected.]
[Success Rate: 1%.]
"Hmmm? Again, only 1%? Do I need to increase the dose of the poison?" Damon pondered quietly. He looked at the hounds again, and they instantly started to shiver.
