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

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

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

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

dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that

away from him. Turning

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

was a 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 felt bad for not contributing in the battle, and Dennis, who just seemed eager

he was

enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows

something with mana was way easier than he had anticipated. He

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

useful back in the day, he thought to himself while

of all, 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

recollect the arrows when it only took seconds

beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about

maybe you went hunting from time to

question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the old

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

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

was the complete absence of insects or grubs or any of the smaller

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 knowing how they

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

movement off to his left. He instantly poked Bertram in the 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 the bow off his shoulder and took an arrow out of the quiver,

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

spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and without any hesitation, he

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

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1]

pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but

“SQUEEEEAL!”

by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to

“RUN!”

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

hide behind the trees. Bertram was the only

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

the tree Jake was climbing. It smashed tusk-first into the tree, making it shake excessively. The impact made him

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 for the

ignoring the group of 9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time

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

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