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

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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

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

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 such

status screen, finally noticing

the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to

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 do with

Jake at the start

still looking for any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down

enchanted with the ability

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

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.

three mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not,

First of all, he would 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 little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he started getting low on mana himself, he could just

be to recollect the arrows when it only

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

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

But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the

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

more,” Bertram said, not pressing further.

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

though. Normal animals seem to have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes,

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

spotted 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

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

spotted light being reflected between

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

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

the sound

“RUN!”

his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his knife and another arrow from his quiver and slammed them into

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

small boar had come from earlier

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 arrow, but

stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge beast. Finally, Jacob got his shit together and called for

to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it

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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