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

hadn’t opened 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 by an entire 8 points. And he could feel it.

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

the level of an athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he

screen, finally noticing that everyone was either

away from him. Turning

everyone by now. On a side-note, Jake had entirely ‘ruined’ their carefully made plan

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 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.

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

(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 way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to

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

three mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before

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 use

time-consuming it would be to recollect

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

were you in the military or something? Or maybe

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

had to say so himself, he did

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

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,

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

of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of

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

once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing.

He spotted light

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

lvl 1] –

at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sound of

“RUN!”

back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without

hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the direction of the

as 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

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

the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with

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

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

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