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

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. And he could feel it. Sounds were clearer, his

could 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, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got to experiment

had moved faster and been stronger than ever before at the level of an athlete in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a

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

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

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

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

was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing on the quiver, he once again identified

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows

just have 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

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

three mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before

penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them.

recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to

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

the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to time?”

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 old

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

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

noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds

mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out without

and full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather slowly, barely

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 off his shoulder and took an arrow out of

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

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

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 its left

1] – Experience

again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

followed by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to vibrate

“RUN!”

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 another arrow from his quiver

all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the

rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A

at the tree Jake was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him

Jake stabilized himself by taking out another 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

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

mana, followed 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 holes and burnings its hide, while

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