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

of the New

His 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 he could feel it.

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

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 was almost scary how easy it was to adapt to your body’s

as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at

Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest

again, the same passive smile and glint in his eyes as before. The tension after the fight had left everyone by now. On a side-note, Jake had entirely ‘ruined’ their carefully made plan by killing half

holes. They ended up only taking the 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. Not

source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6

quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected with

to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to hold it in his hands, and then think really hard about doing

the sides of it. After half a minute or so, there were once again 60 arrows in the quiver. Trying to inject any more mana seemed to have no effect at all. Looking

have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding,

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

recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to

ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually opened his

military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to time?” he eventually

kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still

confused. If he had to say so himself, he did

thought you handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further.

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, but even they were all roughly the

perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders,

extremely dense and full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather slowly,

minutes of walking, Jake finally spotted some movement off to his left. He instantly poked Bertram in the 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 the quiver, nocking the arrow. Ready for whatever was in

once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition

Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being

small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an arrow

1] – Experience earned.

pig. Jacob opened his

“SQUEEEEAL!”

out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the

“RUN!”

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 quiver and slammed them into the tree,

registered the rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open

small boar had come

The impact made him lose his grip

group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast.

tree while

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

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