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

by the hunters with their

hunters had still been injured during these last moments, and

the end, the five wolves were

saw that, they exploded

something for

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

were treating them like heroes, and everyone

were looking at them with

people were bringing over

were asking them how they could become as strong as them in

next couple of hours,

next day, the hunters

they saw even

there, but most of

powerful beasts would inevitably find

they had to be ready

the

there was a new feeling

Community.

had used the

smiths had used the gatherer's

walked on the

were talking about

Everything was interconnected.

was a community

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

the people tasted beast

And it tasted amazing.

crafters, who created weapons

was tough but

much better

More days passed.

and the missing

enough food for everyone

the first that got

farmers got their food

gatherers

smiths got their

was split between

people that

They got nothing.

these stubborn sloths were forced

of them decided to catch fish to deal with their

were quite successful at that, catching more than

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

one fish, they

hunters

needed to get food

weeks ago, they would have never done something

admired and praised by the entire village, they felt something

Responsibility.

people were looking up to

care for the

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.