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

sure had grown. His agility alone had nearly doubled with the title and levels added together, going from 8 to 14. With

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

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

screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the dead

from him. Turning to the rest of them as he

‘ruined’ their carefully made plan by killing half of the beasts before the fight

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. No one even addressed or asked Jake to take anything. Not

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

ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected with

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. He just had to hold it in

little weird, but not really uncomfortable. In the 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

back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or

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

would be to recollect the arrows when it

beside Bertram.

the military or something? Or maybe you

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

had to say so himself, he did

back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing

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, but even they were all roughly the

mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped out

and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them move rather

Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the rest of the group to stop. Jake took the bow off

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

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

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

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1

again silent as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by an even louder

“SQUEEEEAL!”

the sound of stomping, causing the ground to vibrate

“RUN!”

following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger

to hide behind the trees. Bertram was

boar had come from earlier was torn

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

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

while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time for the

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 holes and burnings its hide, while the arrow seemed unable to even

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