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

nearly doubled with the title and levels added together, going from 8 to 14. With Perception being

venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to

an athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned

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

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

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

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

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

enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality

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

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

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

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

be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to

quickly ended up at the front, walking beside

or something? Or maybe you went hunting

But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the old

so himself, he did decently in the last fight,

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

of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds up in the trees, but even they were all roughly

insects were good, though. Normal animals seem to have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped

knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you

who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his

went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake.

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

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

1] – Experience earned.

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sounded out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the

“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. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the direction of the

small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than

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

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 huge

to engage, 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 the

lone arrow shot into the boar’s side, finally making 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

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