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

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, his vision sharper than

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

were truly 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 even

dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that

him. Turning to the rest of them as he praised them. “Good job, everyone.

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

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 to help. No one even addressed or asked Jake to take anything. Not something he was

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 ability

seconds later that injecting something with mana

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

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

their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if

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

front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to

maybe you went hunting from time

expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I

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

well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said,

One thing he had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds up in

to have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see

fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of

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

seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there was still

closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any

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

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience earned.

opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted

“SQUEEEEAL!”

squeal sounded out, followed by the sound of stomping,

“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. Without hesitation, he took out his knife and another arrow from his quiver

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

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

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

nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast.

smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it

of mana, followed by a 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

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