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

the

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

could be his imagination, but he felt like his perception was still increasing as he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got to experiment with it,

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

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

him. Turning to 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

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.

water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was

(Common)] – A quiver enchanted with the ability to

inject something with mana, he 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 to hold it in his

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

the day, he

once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically

that was ignoring how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure new

Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually opened his

something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to

question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the

honestly confused. If he had to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight,

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

mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or

10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather slowly, barely

rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop. Jake took the bow off his shoulder and took an

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

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

and stumbling out came a small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an arrow sticking out

have slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1]

once again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened

“SQUEEEEAL!”

the sound of stomping, causing the ground

“RUN!”

way around

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

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

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 certain

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 huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called for the casters

completely ignoring the group of 9 preparing 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 humans to

mana bolts

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