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

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,

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 through such huge

screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring

Jacob said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he praised them. “Good

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

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 felt bad for

took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired

with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected

have to figure out how 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 hands, and then think really hard about doing it. It was

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 once again 60 arrows in the quiver. Trying to inject any more mana seemed to have no effect at all. Looking

useful back in the day, he thought to himself

again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only

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

quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram

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

aback, not 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

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

insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There

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

10 meters ahead of you

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

few 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 there

and used Archer’s Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and

huge shriek was heard, 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]

pig. Jacob opened his

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

think twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger

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.

the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than

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

frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge

to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in

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,

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