Sword God in a World of Magic

Four days later, the wolves returned.

They had avoided this place since the Mage Guards still scared them, but they had only found little food recently.

Their hunger brought them back to the settlement.

But before the wolves could reach the settlement, they stopped.

A group of 25 humans had come out of the village.

The wolves became nervous since the five people at the front felt very dangerous to them.

Yet, they had been able to run rampant in here the last time, and their hunger was egging them on.

Because of that, they didn't retreat.

The hunters were taking out their weapons.

Clubs made of wood and stone, wooden spears, big stones, and tomahawks.

Their weapons were primitive, but this was the best the smiths could do without metal.

Eventually, the wolves started to run toward the humans, and the hunters felt their hearts beat at insane speeds.

One of the General Stage hunters took a huge stone in his hands and pulled back.

Then, he threw.

BANG!

The huge stone hit the wolf's head, exploding into gravel.

The wolf screeched and fell over.

The other wolves immediately stopped their advance and looked at their companion.

The hurt wolf tried to stand up, but it immediately fell over again.

It tried its absolute best to run away and retreat, but it had nearly no control over its legs and constantly fell over.

Blood was leaking out of its nose and mouth.

That stone had severely injured it.

When the hunters saw the damage this single stone had caused, they almost couldn't believe it.

These wolves were over two meters tall!

They were terrifying!

Yet, a single stone had nearly killed one of them!

The wolves had completely stopped advancing.

And then, all the fear in the hunters' bodies was replaced with fury.

These wolves had killed their friends!

These wolves were the reason why they had trouble sleeping over the past few days!

The hunters shouted in fury and attacked the wolves.

It was like the hunters had gone insane!

The wolves immediately turned around and ran away, but several spears and stones stopped four of them in their tracks.

the end, only a single wolf

by the hunters with

the hunters had still been injured during these

careless, but in the end, the

people saw that, they

felt something for the first

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

heroes,

women were looking at them with

bringing

asking them how they could become as strong

of hours, the people returned to

the next day, the

practice excursions, they saw even more powerful

beasts out there, but most of

would inevitably find

they had to be ready

fear returned, and the people began

there was a new feeling in the

Community.

had used

used the

walked on the builder's

were talking about

Everything was interconnected.

a

were left for the hunters and the most outstanding

the first time, the people tasted

And it tasted amazing.

crafters, who created weapons

was tough

much better

More days passed.

up, and the missing

enough food for everyone

first that got

farmers got their food

the gatherers got

smiths got their food

was split between the remaining

people that didn't

They got nothing.

these stubborn sloths were forced to work by their

decided to catch fish

them were quite successful at that,

people noticed the fish and wanted to trade them for food, but the fishers

one fish, they wanted

the hunters left the small village

needed to get food for the

weeks ago, they would have

after being admired and praised by the

Responsibility.

to

had to care for

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.