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

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

stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got to experiment with it, he thought, as he

Yet it had all felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a second. It was almost scary

it off as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the

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

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 applicable being what to do with the corpses after. They needed a source of food, so…

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

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

(Common)] – A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected with

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

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 at his mana, he saw

this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical

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

to recollect the arrows when it only took

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

in the military or something? Or maybe you went

bit taken aback, not expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was

himself, he did decently in the last

nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem like the

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

something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out without even knowing how they

made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill

bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to

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 was still something in

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

came a small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few

lvl 1]

pig. Jacob opened his mouth

“SQUEEEEAL!”

the sound of stomping, causing

“RUN!”

advice. He ran back and found his way around

started climbing as he registered the rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only

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

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 his grip on the arrow, but he managed to hang on to the knife and avoid falling

arrow and plunging it into the bark, the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone

ignoring the group of 9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad

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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