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 New

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

applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time to get used to them. Got

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

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

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

plan by

hassle, as no one wanted 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

that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing on the quiver, he once again identified

enchanted with the ability to

four seconds later that injecting something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He just had to

felt a 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 any more mana seemed to have no

the day, he thought to himself while admiring the

reduced if already used once, if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he started

of that was ignoring how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows

up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram

you in the military or something? Or maybe you went hunting from

of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the old folks back

he had to say so himself,

said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem like

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

else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see their entire group being wiped

giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10 meters ahead

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

everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing.

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

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

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1] – Experience

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping, causing the ground

“RUN!”

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

climbing as he registered the rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only

boar had come from earlier was torn apart. A massive boar, taller than even Bertram, the

boar completely ignored Bertram and the 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

the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone just gawking at the huge

its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in

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 the arrow seemed

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