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

of the New

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

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,

at least. Yet it had all felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a second. It was almost scary

off as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing

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

passive 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

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.

any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous

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

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 hard about doing 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 mana seemed to have no effect at all. Looking at his mana, he

been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not, as I didn’t

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

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

walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about

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

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

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

nothing more,” Bertram said, not

was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really.

entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes,

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

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 the arrow. Ready for whatever was in

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

Archer’s Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without

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

Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sound

“RUN!”

and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his knife

running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed

Jake was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn

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

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

head into the tree while making loud squeals. A

bolts of 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

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