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 New

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

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. Got to experiment with it, he thought, as

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

finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the dead

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

‘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

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

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

with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected

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 hands, and

mana slowly 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 quiver. Trying to inject any more

it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring

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

recollect the arrows when it only took seconds

they kept walking, Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually opened his

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

question. “No to both. But I did a lot of

to say so himself, he did decently in

nothing more,” Bertram said,

absence of insects or grubs or any of

animals seem to have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see

full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task.

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

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

light being reflected between the

boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps,

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] –

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sound of stomping, causing the

“RUN!”

didn’t need to think twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of

as he registered the rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out

the small boar had come from earlier

shake excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on the arrow, but he managed to hang on to the knife and avoid falling

Jake stabilized himself by taking out another arrow and plunging it into the bark, the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone

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

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

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