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 wolf

five were attacked by the

the hunters had still been injured during these last

had been careless, but in the end, the five

saw that, they exploded

felt something for

Success.

Pride.

Status.

Power.

Admiration.

heroes,

women were looking at them

bringing over their favorite

could become as strong as them in the

the next couple of hours, the

the next day, the

excursions, they saw even

there, but most of them avoided this

powerful beasts would inevitably find

they had to

fear returned, and the people

was a new feeling

Community.

used

had used

walked on

children were talking about their favorite

Everything was interconnected.

a community

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

time, the people tasted beast

And it tasted amazing.

the crafters, who created weapons

tough

were much

More days passed.

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

wasn't enough food for everyone

hunters were the first that got their

farmers got their

gatherers got

smiths got

split between

people that didn't

They got nothing.

sloths were forced to work by their

decided to catch

quite successful at that, catching more than

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

one fish, they

the hunters left the small

get food for the

they would have never done something like

being admired and praised by

Responsibility.

were looking up to them and betting on

care

It was their duty.

It was their job.

More beasts attacked.