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

window since the introduction. Not 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 grown by an entire 8 points. And he could feel it. Sounds were clearer, his vision sharper than ever, save for when

Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got

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

finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the

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

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 transport the badgers was a hassle, as no one wanted to pick up the dead and 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 battle, and Dennis, who just seemed eager to help. No one even addressed or asked Jake to take anything. Not something he was

was down to 54 arrows, having

the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected

figure out how 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

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 mana

it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding,

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

would be to recollect the

up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram

military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time

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

was honestly confused. If he had to say so himself, he did decently in

thought you handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said,

nodded 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 roughly the size of

mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their

extremely dense 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 keeping up a walking

instantly poked Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the

a 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

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

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

once again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sounded out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the

“RUN!”

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 and slammed

as he registered the rest of his 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

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

the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made

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

tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time for

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

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