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

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

his imagination, but he 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 to them.

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 it was to adapt

finally noticing that everyone was

blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as

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

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

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

quiver enchanted with the ability

mana was way easier than he had anticipated.

minute or so, there were once again 60 arrows in the quiver. Trying to

in the day, he thought

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

how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it

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

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

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 folks back home.

he had to say so himself, he did

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

he had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs

something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders,

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

off to his left. He instantly poked Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop.

the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told

light being

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

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] –

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

followed by the sound of stomping,

“RUN!”

had yelled, and he 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

Bertram was the

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

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 grip on

tree nearby with everyone just gawking

of 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

notice of the other humans. The mana bolts made

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