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

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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 for when he

venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get

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

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

now 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. The only beneficial part of the plan still applicable being what to do with the corpses after. They needed a source of food,

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

took note that he was down to 54 arrows,

enchanted with the ability to conjure

to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had

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 any more mana seemed to have

have been useful back in the day, he

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

time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure

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

you in the military or something? Or maybe you went

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

was honestly confused. If he had to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight,

so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem

noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any

good, though. Normal animals seem 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

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

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

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

He spotted light being reflected

knees. After stumbling for a few steps, It fell on the ground, an arrow sticking out of

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

Jacob opened his mouth to

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his knife and another arrow from his quiver and slammed

group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear.

as 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, taller than

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 knife and avoid falling to what

tree nearby with everyone just gawking at

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

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

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