The Primal Hunter

Chapter 5

As Jake was still basking in the feeling of his level-ups and post-battle euphoria, he opened his status window. The reverie of his colleagues was of little interest to him, as while he enjoyed the victory, he didn’t exactly view it as some monumental achievement. They were overgrown rodents… badgers are rodents, right? Probably not. Moving on.

Status

Name: Jake Thayne

Race: [Human (G) – lvl 1]

Class: [Archer – lvl 2]

Profession: N/A

Health Points (HP): 130/130

Mana Points (MP): 120/120

Stamina: 111/130

Stats

Strength: 13

Agility: 14

Endurance: 13

Vitality: 13

Toughness: 11

Wisdom: 12

Intelligence: 12

Perception: 18

Willpower: 10

Free points: 3

Titles

the

agility alone had nearly doubled with the title and levels added together, going from 8 to 14. With Perception being the stat increased by 2 points per archer level, it had grown by an entire 8 points. And

be his imagination, but he felt like his perception was still increasing as he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got to experiment with it, he thought, as

had moved faster and been stronger than ever before at the level of an athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a second. It

dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at

pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he

after the fight had left everyone by now. On a side-note, Jake had entirely ‘ruined’ their carefully made plan by killing half of the beasts before the fight even began.

two killed by Jake at the start of the fight, as they were the most whole. The carrying went to Ahmed, who felt bad for not contributing in the battle, and Dennis, who just seemed eager to help. No one even addressed or asked Jake to take anything.

Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows,

the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected

to inject something with mana, he said to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated.

it. After half a minute or so, there

it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not, as I didn’t have

arrows, but there were several reasons not to. First of all, he would have to clean the arrows somehow before they were useful again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he started getting low on mana himself, he could just

that was ignoring how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure new

Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about

maybe you went hunting from time to time?” he eventually

a lot of archery when I was younger,

had to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight, but

there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem like the

his head forwards again, scanning the foliage. One thing he had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds up in the trees,

mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out without even knowing how they

giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them

side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop. Jake took the bow off his shoulder and took an arrow out of

seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there was still

very closely. He spotted light being reflected between

small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell

have slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1 TP

as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by an even

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to

“RUN!”

no idea who had yelled, and he didn’t need to think twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his knife and another arrow from his

group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the direction of

making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from

completely ignored Bertram and the others and charged straight at the tree Jake was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on the arrow, but he managed to hang on to the knife and avoid falling

it into the bark, the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called for the casters and Casper to start

the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough

making it take proper notice of the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed into it, leaving small holes and burnings

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