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

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

he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or

of an athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that

status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him

from him. Turning

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.

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.

note that he was down to 54 arrows,

ability to conjure

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

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

mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical

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

it would be to recollect the

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

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

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. Why are

himself, he did decently in the last fight, but

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

him 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

or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks,

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

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

the seconds passed,

He spotted light being

a small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1]

opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

out, followed by the sound

“RUN!”

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

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.

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

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

tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called for the casters

head into the tree while making loud squeals. A

humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed into it, leaving small holes

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