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

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

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

he 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 second. It was almost scary how easy it was to adapt to your body’s performance going through

he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone

Caroline away from him. Turning to

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

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 eager to help. No one even addressed or asked Jake to take

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

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common]

with mana was way

a minute or

three mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to

have to clean the arrows somehow before they were useful again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by a

to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure

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

in the military or something? Or maybe you went

that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger,

himself, he did decently in the

said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem like the answer satisfied

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

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

dense and full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an

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 off his shoulder and took an arrow out of

few moments, the bush stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His

Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation,

came a small boar, no taller than up to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on

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

they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by an even

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sounded out, followed 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,

the trees. Bertram was

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

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 would most likely

tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together

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

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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