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

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

he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually,

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 felt so natural that he hadn't even questioned it for a

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

said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he praised them. “Good job, everyone. Especially you,

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

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

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

enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality

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. He just had to hold it in his hands, and then think really

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 seemed to have no effect at all. Looking at his mana, he saw that he was

day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or not, as I didn’t

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

was ignoring how time-consuming it would be to recollect

at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually opened his

maybe you went hunting

that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the old folks back home. Why

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

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

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

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

knowing what was 10 meters ahead of you an uphill task. This made them

a couple 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

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

spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without

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

– lvl 1] –

pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sounded out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the

“RUN!”

to think twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without

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

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

shake excessively. The impact

frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge

tree while making loud squeals. A

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 holes and burnings its hide, while

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