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

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

stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one

weird thing. 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 second. It was almost scary how easy it was to adapt to

to write it off as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that everyone was either staring

Turning to the rest of them

now. On a side-note, Jake had entirely ‘ruined’ their carefully made plan by killing half of the beasts before the fight even

to transport the badgers 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

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 fight. Focusing on the quiver, he once

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common]

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

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

have been useful back in the day, he thought to

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...

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

front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed

maybe you went

both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I visit the old folks

himself, he did decently in the last fight, but

yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though

One thing he had noticed was the complete absence of insects or grubs

mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or

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

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, nocking the arrow.

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

light being reflected between the leaves, and without

boar, no taller than up to their knees. After

slain [Boar-Beast – lvl 1]

at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth

“SQUEEEEAL!”

out, followed by the sound of stomping, causing the ground to

“RUN!”

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

behind the trees. Bertram was the only one still out in the open holding the rear. His shield aimed towards the direction of the

where the small boar had come from earlier

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

out another arrow and plunging it into the 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 casters and Casper to start shooting

smashing its head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad

humans. The mana bolts made small explosions as they smashed into it, leaving small holes and burnings its hide, while the arrow seemed unable to even penetrate the

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