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

attacked by the hunters with

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

the

people saw that, they exploded into

the hunters felt something for

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

people were treating them like heroes, and everyone

were looking

people were bringing

how they could become as

of hours, the people returned

the hunters brought down the

their practice excursions, they saw even

beasts out there, but most of them avoided this

would inevitably find their way here

they had to be ready for

the people began working

was a new

Community.

hunters had used the smith's

had used the

walked on the

talking about their favorite

Everything was interconnected.

a community

the hunters and the most outstanding people of their

the people

And it tasted amazing.

given to the crafters, who created weapons and coats

tough but

bones were much better

More days passed.

used up, and the missing days of the last crop cycle finally

wasn't enough food for

first

got their

gatherers got

got their

split

the people that

They got nothing.

even these stubborn sloths were

to catch fish to

of them were quite successful at that, catching

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

fish,

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

to get food for

ago, they would have never done

admired and praised by the entire

Responsibility.

to them and

care for

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.