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

window since the introduction. Not even to confirm his 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, his vision sharper than ever, save for when

stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply

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

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

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

seemed back to normal again, 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

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

was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in

– A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows

seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to hold it

the mana slowly left him, 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 once again 60 arrows in the quiver. Trying to inject any more mana seemed to

in the day, he thought to

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 it back up since they didn't use

would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure new

at the front, walking beside Bertram.

the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to

not expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when

himself, he did

more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem like the answer satisfied him

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,

mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could

10 meters ahead of you

instantly 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 the bow off his shoulder

the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing.

He spotted light being reflected between the leaves,

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 of

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience

dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping,

“RUN!”

way around one of the larger trees. Without

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.

come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar,

tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him lose

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

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

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 the arrow seemed

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