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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6

– A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common]

mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to hold it in his

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 mana, he saw that he

in the day, he thought to himself while

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 their mana

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

beside Bertram.

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

a bit taken aback, not expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery

he had to say so himself, he did decently in the

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

was the complete absence of insects or

or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group

trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather slowly, barely keeping up

his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning

seconds passed, everyone

spotted light being

knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an arrow sticking out of its left

– lvl 1] – Experience

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sound of stomping, causing

“RUN!”

need to think twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the

rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open

up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even

ignored 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 the arrow,

plunging it into the bark, the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called

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

finally making it take proper notice of the other humans. The mana bolts made

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