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

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

as he stood there, venting down. Either the new 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

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 through

screen, finally noticing that everyone was

now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he praised

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

up only taking the two killed by Jake at

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

with the ability to

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 his hands, and then think really

the mana slowly left 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

arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring

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

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

up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually

you in the military or something? Or maybe

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

had to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight, but

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

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

mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being

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

minutes of walking, Jake finally spotted some movement off to his left. He instantly poked Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop. Jake took the bow

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

light being reflected between the leaves, and without any

to their knees. After stumbling for a few

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1]

opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to

“RUN!”

He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation,

group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the direction of the

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 their group,

excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on the arrow, but

arrow and plunging it into the bark, the rest of the group 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 at the

to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed

the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as

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