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.

end, only a

five were attacked by the hunters with

of the hunters had still been injured during these last moments, and one

had been careless, but in the end,

saw that, they exploded into

something for the

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

them like heroes, and everyone was thanking

women were looking at them with

were bringing over their favorite

could become as strong as

couple of hours, the people returned to

day, the

their practice excursions, they saw

were actually many beasts out there, but

powerful beasts would inevitably

had to be

returned, and the people began

a new feeling in the

Community.

had used the smith's

had used

walked on

were talking about

Everything was interconnected.

was a community

for the hunters and the

time, the people

And it tasted amazing.

hides were given to the crafters,

tough

were much better for prolonged

More days passed.

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

enough food for everyone

first that got

farmers got their food

the gatherers

smiths got their

split between the remaining

people that

They got nothing.

even these stubborn sloths were forced

catch

were quite successful at that, catching more than

wanted to trade them for food, but the fishers said that these fish tasted

fish, they

was going on, the hunters left

to get food

ago, they would

by the entire

Responsibility.

were looking up to them and

to care for the

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.