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 New

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

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

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 questioned it for a second. It was almost scary how easy it was to adapt to your body’s performance going

system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring

Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he

‘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

transport the badgers was a hassle, as no one wanted to pick up the dead and bloody animals. 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

walked forward, still looking for any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54

ability to conjure [common]

he said to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana

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.

he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before

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 of the

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

beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually

military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to time?” he eventually

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 old folks back home.

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

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

had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were

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

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

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

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

He spotted light

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

– lvl 1] – Experience earned.

pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sounded out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to vibrate

“RUN!”

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 and slammed them into

to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield

had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the tallest member of

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

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

smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time

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 smashed into it, leaving small holes and burnings its hide,

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