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

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,

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 with it, he thought,

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

screen, finally noticing that everyone was either

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

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 of food, so… badger

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

he was down to 54 arrows, having

enchanted with the ability to conjure

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 was way easier than he had

slowly appear, seemingly growing out of the sides of it. After half a minute or so, there were once

this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring

used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just

it would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds

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

were you in the military or something? Or maybe you

to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit

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

just thought you handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further.

insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were

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

trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead

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 the quiver, nocking

rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start

the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected

up to their knees. After stumbling for a few

lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1 TP

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

idea who had 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 and slammed

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 tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn

excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on

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 huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit

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

The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed

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