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

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 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 to get used

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

finally noticing that everyone was either staring at him or the

Jacob said, as he gently pushed the now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as

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

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 took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous fight. Focusing on

– A quiver enchanted with the ability to

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

growing out of the sides of it. After half a minute or so, there were once again 60

in the day, he thought

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

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

Jake quickly ended up at the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about something, but eventually

in the military or something? Or maybe you

taken aback, not expecting that kind of question. “No to both. But I did a lot of archery when I was younger, and still practice when I

so himself, he did decently in the last fight,

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

nodded 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

mutated mosquitoes, ticks, or spiders, he

dense and full of hills, fallen trees, and giant bushes, which made knowing what was 10

Bertram in the side, who followed his line of sight, also seeing the rustling bush. Bertram lifted his arm, motioning the

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

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,

[Boar-Beast – lvl 1] –

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

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

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

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

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 than

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

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

head into the tree while making loud squeals. A bad move by it in retrospect, as it allowed enough time for the

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

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