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

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

down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus

in peak form, at least. Yet it had all felt so natural

to write it off as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or

Turning to the rest of them as he praised them. “Good job,

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 the corpses

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. No one even addressed

quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing on

the ability 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.

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

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, as I

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 one of the warriors fill

be to recollect

the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate

in the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting

a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice

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

nothing more,” Bertram said, not

insects or grubs or any of the smaller animals, really. There were birds

Imagining mutated mosquitoes,

knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you

also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop.

moments, the bush stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there was still something

spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation, he

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

lvl 1] – Experience

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sound

“RUN!”

he didn’t need to think 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

started climbing 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 aimed towards the direction of the

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

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 what would most likely

by taking out another arrow and plunging it into 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

ignoring the group of 9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by

making it take proper notice of the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed into it, leaving small holes and burnings its hide, while the arrow

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