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 level, it had grown by an entire 8 points. And he could feel it. Sounds were clearer,

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, he thought, as

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

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

him. Turning to the rest of them as

their carefully made plan by killing half of the beasts before the

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

walked forward, still looking for any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to

A quiver enchanted with the ability to

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 really hard about doing it.

it. After half a minute or

mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not, as I didn’t have

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 of the warriors fill

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

front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate

in the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting

both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and

say so himself, he did decently in the last fight, but that

said,

and turned his head forwards again, scanning the foliage. One thing he had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals,

else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their

bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters

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

moments, the bush stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him

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

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

1] – Experience earned. 1 TP

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

loud squeal sounded out, followed by the sound

“RUN!”

and he didn’t need to think twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around

hide behind the trees. Bertram was the

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

was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made

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 and Casper to start shooting spells and

while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time for the humans to

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 hide, while

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