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 New

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 he focused

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

least. 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

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

Jacob said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as

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

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

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

the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when

seconds later that injecting something with mana

minute or so, there were once again 60 arrows in the quiver.

been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not, as I didn’t

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

to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to

beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate

or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time

a bit taken aback, 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

had to say so himself, he did

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

the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds up in the trees, but even they were all

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

bushes, which made knowing what was 10

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

stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed,

light being reflected between the

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

have slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1

Jacob opened his

“SQUEEEEAL!”

followed by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to

“RUN!”

idea who 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

his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the

small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the

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 his grip on the arrow, but he managed to hang on

stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone

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

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

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