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

nearly doubled with the title and levels added together, going from 8 to 14. With Perception being the stat

only applied their

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

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

from him. Turning to the rest of

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

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

any source of water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing on the

(Common)] – A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected

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

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 any more mana seemed to have

he thought to himself

were useful again. Secondly, their penetrative power would be reduced if already used once, if only by

recollect

they kept walking, Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually

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

expecting 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.

If he had to say so himself, he did decently in the last fight,

just thought you handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he

and 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 the trees, but even they

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 knowing

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

He instantly poked Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm,

As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake.

bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without

knees. After stumbling for a

lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1 TP

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sound of stomping,

“RUN!”

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

was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed

climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller

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

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

engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as

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

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