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

back, he hadn’t opened 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.

venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed

stronger than ever before at the level of an athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so

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

Caroline away from him. Turning to

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

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 not contributing in the battle, and Dennis, who just seemed

for any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows,

– A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure

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

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 have

he thought to

they were useful again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a

how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it only

they kept walking, Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something,

you in the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting

of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the

himself, he did decently in the last

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

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

mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their

giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move

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 quiver, nocking the arrow. Ready for whatever was in

As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there

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

up to their knees. After stumbling for a few

1] – Experience earned. 1

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of

“RUN!”

found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation,

Bertram was the only one still

was making rapid progress climbing up the 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

shake excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on the arrow, but he managed to hang on to the knife and avoid falling to what would most

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

completely ignoring 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,

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, leaving small

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