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

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 he

stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one

During the fight, 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

dismissed the status screen, finally noticing

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

now. On a side-note, Jake had entirely ‘ruined’ their carefully made plan by killing half of the beasts before the

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

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

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common]

he said to himself… only to figure out four seconds later 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. It was almost

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

day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver,

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

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

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

Or maybe you

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

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

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

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,

have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily

knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill

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 the quiver, nocking the arrow. Ready for whatever was in

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

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

shriek was heard, and 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 its

lvl 1] – Experience earned.

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

followed by the sound of stomping, causing the

“RUN!”

found his way around one

hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one

small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the tallest member of their group,

ignored Bertram and the others and charged straight at the tree Jake was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him lose his grip on

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 together and called for the casters and Casper to start shooting spells and arrows at

its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad

the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed into it,

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