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

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

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

athlete in peak form, at 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

as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing

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

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

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,

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

with the ability to conjure [common]

out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way

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

in the day, he thought to himself while admiring

be reduced if already used once, if only by a little.

be to recollect the arrows when it only took

the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually opened his

maybe you went hunting from time to time?” he

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

confused. If he had to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight, but that

handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing

at 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 smaller animals, really. There were birds up in the trees, but even they were all

perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group

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

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

went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to

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

stumbling out came a small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an arrow sticking out of

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1 TP

the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound

“RUN!”

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, penetrating

trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the

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

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 to what

the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just

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

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 holes and burnings its

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