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

five were attacked by the hunters with

still been injured during these last moments, and one of them had nearly

the

the people saw that, they exploded

the hunters felt something for the

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

were treating them like heroes, and everyone was thanking

women were looking at

bringing over

how they could become as strong as them in the

couple of hours,

day, the hunters

their practice excursions, they saw even

many beasts out there, but most of

inevitably find their way

had to be ready for

returned, and the

there was a new feeling in the

Community.

had used the smith's

smiths had used

walked on the

were talking

Everything was interconnected.

a community

wolves' corpses were left for the hunters and the most outstanding

the people

And it tasted amazing.

and hides were given to the crafters, who created weapons and coats for

tough but

bones were much better for prolonged

More days passed.

food had been used up, and the missing

wasn't enough food

first that got

farmers got their

gatherers got

smiths got their

remainder was split

people

They got nothing.

sloths were forced

decided to catch fish to deal with

quite successful

people noticed the fish and wanted to trade them for food, but the fishers said that these fish tasted way better than

fish, they

going on, the hunters left the small

get food for

would have never done something like

praised by the entire village,

Responsibility.

to them and

care for the

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.