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

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

applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got to experiment with it, he thought, as he smiled

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 to your body’s performance going through such

he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the

Caroline,” Jacob said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he

same passive smile and glint in his eyes as 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

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

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

A quiver enchanted with the ability to

to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than

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 mana seemed to have no effect at all. Looking at

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

the 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

of that was ignoring how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows

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

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

of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I

to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight, but that

Bertram said, not pressing further.

insects or grubs

mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could

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

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. Jake took the bow off his shoulder and took an arrow out

As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there was still something in

the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between

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

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

Jacob opened his mouth to say

“SQUEEEEAL!”

followed by the sound of stomping, causing

“RUN!”

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 another arrow from his quiver and slammed them into the

all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one

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, the tallest

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 the arrow, but he managed to hang on to the knife and avoid falling to what would

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 just gawking at the

while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time for

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 penetrate the

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