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 title and levels added together, going from 8 to 14. With Perception being the stat increased by

only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used

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

finally

him. Turning to the rest of

to normal again, the 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 after. They needed a source of food, so… badger

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 fight. Focusing on the quiver, he once again

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

seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to hold it in his hands, and then think really hard about doing it. It was

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 his

useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring

again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a little. Third... he could

how time-consuming it would be to recollect the

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

something? Or maybe

expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I

himself, he

said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem like the answer satisfied him

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

mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out without even knowing

what was 10 meters ahead

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 of the quiver, nocking

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

He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation, he

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

– lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1

once again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted

“SQUEEEEAL!”

the sound

“RUN!”

He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his knife and another

behind the trees. Bertram was the only

as Jake was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart.

was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on the

with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called for the casters and Casper

group of 9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in

bolts 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

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