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 single

other five were attacked by the

hunters had still been injured during these last moments,

in the end,

people saw that,

the hunters felt something for the

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

treating them like heroes, and everyone was

women were looking at them with

were bringing over

could become as strong as them in

couple of hours, the people returned

next day, the hunters brought down

their practice excursions, they saw even more

there, but

powerful beasts would inevitably find their

to

the

there was a new feeling in the

Community.

had used

smiths had used

walked on

talking about

Everything was interconnected.

a community

the hunters and the most outstanding

first time, the people tasted beast

And it tasted amazing.

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

was tough

much better for prolonged

More days passed.

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

food

hunters were the first that got

got their

the gatherers got

smiths got

was split between the

the people

They got nothing.

even these stubborn sloths were forced

catch fish to deal with

were quite successful at that, catching

trade them for food, but the fishers

one fish,

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

to get

two weeks ago, they would have never done something

and praised by the entire village, they felt something

Responsibility.

looking up to them and betting on

care

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.