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

from 8 to 14. With Perception being the stat increased by 2 points per archer level, it had grown by an entire 8 points. And he could feel it. Sounds were clearer, his vision sharper than ever, save for when he focused on using Archers

Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or

a weird thing. During the fight, he had moved faster 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

off as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that

said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to

carefully made plan by killing half of the beasts before the fight even began.

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

quiver and took note that he was down to 54

with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when

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 then think

of it. After half a minute or so, there were once again

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

considered recollecting 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 a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he started getting low on mana himself, he could just have one

time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to

beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about

you in the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from

a bit taken aback, not expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the

to say so himself,

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

complete absence of insects or

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

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

He instantly 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 of the quiver, nocking the arrow. Ready for whatever was in

few moments, the bush stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to

the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation, he

stumbling out came a small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling

lvl 1] –

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

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

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

rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come

completely 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, but he managed to hang on to the knife and avoid falling to what would most likely be

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

of 9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals.

take proper notice of the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed into it, leaving small holes

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