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

he hadn’t opened the 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

felt like his perception 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

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

system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at

now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest

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

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

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

(Common)] – A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when

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 anticipated.

or so, there were once again 60 arrows in the quiver. Trying to inject any more mana seemed to have no

would have been useful back in the day, he thought

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 have one of the warriors fill

to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds

beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to

the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from time to 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, and still practice when

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

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

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

have mutated, or perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out without even knowing how

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

more minutes of walking, Jake finally 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

the seconds passed, everyone seemed to

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

to their knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an

1] – Experience

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 to vibrate

“RUN!”

twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his

trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the

was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come

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 arrow,

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

the tree while making loud squeals. A

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255