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

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

felt like his perception was still increasing as he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their

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 questioned it for a second.

the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either

the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he praised them. “Good job, everyone.

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

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

Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing on

with the ability to conjure [common] quality

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

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

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

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 warriors fill it back up since they didn't use their

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

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

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

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

If he had to say so himself, he did decently in

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

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

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 wiped

10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather slowly, barely

to his left. He instantly poked Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted

and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told

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

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

1] – Experience

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping, causing the

“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 and slammed them into the tree,

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

was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier

boar completely ignored Bertram and the others and charged straight at the tree Jake was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him lose

just stood frozen gathered around another tree 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 arrows

head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it

humans. The mana bolts made small

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