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

five were attacked by

injured during these last moments, and one

had been careless, but in the end,

the people saw that, they

hunters felt something for the first

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

heroes,

were looking at them with

people were bringing over their favorite

asking them how they could become as strong

next couple of hours, the people

the next day, the hunters

excursions, they saw even more powerful

actually many beasts out there, but most of

beasts would inevitably

to be

fear returned, and the people began

new feeling in

Community.

hunters had used the smith's

used the

on

were talking

Everything was interconnected.

a community

left for the hunters and the most outstanding people of

first time, the people tasted

And it tasted amazing.

the crafters, who created weapons

was tough

were much better for prolonged

More days passed.

had been used up, and the missing days of

enough food for everyone

the first that

farmers got

the gatherers got

smiths got

was split between the

the people that

They got nothing.

these stubborn sloths were forced to work

of them decided to catch fish

of them were quite successful at that,

food, but the fishers said that these fish tasted way better than some grain

one fish, they

this was going on, the hunters left the small village again

get

two weeks ago, they would

admired and praised by the entire

Responsibility.

people were looking up to

had to care for the

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.