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 New

the window since the introduction. Not even to confirm his class or title. And it sure had grown. 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

applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time

peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he

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

from him. Turning to the rest of

plan by killing half of the beasts before the fight even began. The only beneficial part of the plan still applicable being what to do with

transport the badgers was a hassle, as no one wanted to pick up the dead and bloody animals. Especially not the one killed by Bertram and Theodore as it was a complete mess, filled with holes. They ended up only taking the two killed by Jake at the start of the fight, as they were the most whole. The

still looking for any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing

ability to conjure

out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to hold

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 at his mana,

the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not, as I

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,

it would be to recollect the

up at the front, walking beside

something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to

bit taken aback, not expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when

so himself, he did decently in

you handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem

noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really.

or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out without

made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather slowly, barely keeping

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

moments, the bush stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there

Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation, he loosed

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

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience

once again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but

“SQUEEEEAL!”

squeal sounded out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to vibrate

“RUN!”

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

as he registered the rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only

rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart.

into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on the arrow, but he

taking out another arrow and plunging it into the bark, the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge

smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time

arrow shot into the boar’s side, finally 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 its

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