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.

only a single wolf

other five were attacked by the hunters with their

during

been careless, but in the end, the

saw that,

felt something for

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

people were treating them like heroes, and everyone

looking at them with

people were bringing

how they could become as strong as them in the

couple of hours, the

the next day, the hunters brought down

excursions, they saw even more powerful

beasts out there, but

some powerful beasts would inevitably find

had to be

the people began

was a new feeling in the

Community.

used

smiths had used

walked on the

talking

Everything was interconnected.

was a community

corpses were left for the hunters and the most outstanding people of their

the first time, the people tasted

And it tasted amazing.

crafters, who created weapons and coats for the

was tough

bones were much better

More days passed.

food had been used up, and the missing days of the last crop cycle finally showed

wasn't enough food

were the first that

got

the gatherers got

got

was split

people that

They got nothing.

these stubborn sloths were forced

of them decided to catch fish to deal

some of them were quite successful at that,

but the fishers said that these fish tasted

fish,

hunters left the small village again to

get food

they would have never done something like

and praised by the entire village, they felt something

Responsibility.

up to

to care for the

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.