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

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

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

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

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

the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest

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 of the beasts before the fight even began. The only beneficial part of the plan still applicable being what to do with the corpses after. They needed a source of food, so… badger

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 carrying went to Ahmed, who felt bad for not contributing in the battle, and Dennis, who just seemed eager to help. No

that he was down

(Common)] – A quiver enchanted with the ability

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

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

the day, he thought to himself

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 have one of the warriors fill it back up since they didn't

would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure

kept walking, Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram.

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

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 still practice when I visit the old

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

nothing more,” Bertram said, not

of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds up in the trees, but even they were all

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

forest was extremely dense and full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters

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

bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and

than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an

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

opened his mouth

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of

“RUN!”

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, penetrating

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

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

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 to what would most

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

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

of mana, followed 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, while the arrow seemed unable to even

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