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

agility 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 by an entire 8 points. And he could feel it. Sounds were clearer, his vision sharper than ever, save for when he focused

still increasing as he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus

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 your body’s performance going through

dismissed the status screen, finally

Caroline away from him. Turning

made plan by killing half of the beasts

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

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

the ability to conjure [common] quality

have to figure out how to inject something with mana, he said 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 hold it in

slowly left him, it 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

day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before adding, or

if only by a little. Third... he could just magically conjure them. And if he started getting low on

be to recollect the arrows when it only took seconds to conjure

the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually opened his

Or maybe you went hunting from time to time?” he eventually

of archery when I was younger, and

had to say so himself, he

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

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

perhaps become something else entirely. Imagining mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he could easily see

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

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,

passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake. His intuition told him there was still something

Archer’s Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between the leaves, and

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

1] – Experience earned. 1

they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

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 slammed

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

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

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 on to the knife and avoid falling to what would most

by taking out another arrow and plunging it into the bark, the rest of the group just stood frozen gathered around another tree nearby with everyone

tree while making loud squeals. A bad move

lone arrow shot into the boar’s side, finally making it take proper notice of the other humans. The mana bolts made small explosions

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