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

opened the window since the introduction. Not even to confirm his class or title. And it sure had grown. His 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

like his perception was still increasing as he stood there, venting down. Either the new stats only applied their bonus gradually, or perhaps one simply needed time

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 your body’s performance going through such

as system-magic, he dismissed the status screen, finally noticing that

from him. Turning

to normal again, the same passive smile and glint in his eyes as before. The tension after 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 only beneficial part of the

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

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

A quiver enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality arrows when injected

something with mana, he said to himself… only to figure out four seconds later that injecting something with mana was

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 any more mana seemed to

three mana per arrow. Got it. Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while

considered recollecting the arrows, but there were several reasons not to. First 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 if he started getting low on mana himself, he could

would be to recollect the arrows when it only

front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed

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

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

confused. If he had to say so himself,

said,

at him 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 were all roughly the size of

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

some 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,

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

light being reflected

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

– lvl 1] – Experience earned. 1

Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by an even louder

“SQUEEEEAL!”

sounded out, followed by the sound

“RUN!”

twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees.

of his group, all running to hide 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 was torn apart. A

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

himself 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 just gawking at the

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

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

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