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

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

stats only applied their bonus gradually,

truly a weird thing. During the fight, he 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

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

Jacob said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the

plan by killing half of the beasts

Jake at the start of the fight, as

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 on the quiver, he once

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common]

out how 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. He just had to hold it in his hands, and then think really hard about doing

not really uncomfortable. In the quiver, he saw arrows slowly appear, seemingly growing out of 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 at his mana, he saw that

three mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought

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

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

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

were you in the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to time?”

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

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

Bertram said, not pressing

at him and turned 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, but even they were all

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

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, barely

rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop. Jake took the bow off

went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there was still something

spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation, he loosed

than up to their knees. After stumbling for a

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

pig. Jacob opened his

“SQUEEEEAL!”

the sound of stomping,

“RUN!”

twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around

the trees. Bertram was

the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the tallest member of

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

with everyone just gawking at the huge beast.

9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed

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

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