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

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from 8 to 14. With Perception being the stat increased by 2 points per

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

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 natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a second. It was almost scary how easy

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

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

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. The only beneficial part of the plan

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

his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality

I just have to figure 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

left him, it felt a little weird, but 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

back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver,

used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he

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

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

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

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

say so himself, he did decently in the last fight,

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

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,

good, though. Normal animals seem to have mutated, or 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

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.

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 was

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

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

lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1 TP

again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out

the trees. Bertram was the only

Jake was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even

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

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 beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called for the casters

to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad

by a lone 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 hide,

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