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

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

new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them.

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

the status screen, finally noticing

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

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.

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 whole. The carrying went to Ahmed, who felt bad for not contributing in the battle, and Dennis, who just seemed eager to help.

that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight.

– A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality

said to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way

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

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

to. 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 have

would be to recollect the arrows when

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

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

“No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when

so himself, he did decently in the last

nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing

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

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 without even

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 slowly, barely keeping up a

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 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

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

Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and

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

have slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience

was once again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping, causing the

“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 knife and another arrow from his quiver and slammed them into the tree,

the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the

making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the

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, but he managed to hang on to

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

9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while

making it take proper notice of the other humans. The mana bolts

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