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

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

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

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

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

now blushing Caroline away from him. Turning to the rest of them as he praised them. “Good

tension after the fight had left everyone by now. On a side-note, Jake had entirely ‘ruined’ their carefully made plan

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 to help. No one even addressed or asked

water, Jake checked his quiver and took note that he was down to 54 arrows, having fired 6 in the previous

enchanted with the ability to conjure [common] quality

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 his hands, and then think really hard about

the mana 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 have no effect at all. Looking at his mana,

Damn, this would have been useful back in the day, he thought to himself while admiring the magical quiver, before

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

was ignoring how time-consuming it would be to recollect the arrows when it only took

the front, walking beside Bertram. Bertram seemed to hesitate about

maybe you

was a bit 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 visit the old folks back home.

confused. If he had to say so himself, he

you handled yourself so well back there, nothing more,” Bertram said, not pressing further. Though he didn’t seem

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

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

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

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

few moments, the bush stopped rustling, and everything went silent once more. As the seconds passed, everyone seemed to start relaxing. Everyone but Jake.

Eye, observing the bush very closely. He spotted light being reflected between

their knees.

– lvl 1] –

as they stared at the dead pig. Jacob opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by an even louder

“SQUEEEEAL!”

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

“RUN!”

twice before following the advice. He ran back and found his way around one of the larger trees. Without hesitation, he took out his

started climbing as he registered the rest of his group, all running to hide behind the trees. Bertram was the

as Jake was making rapid progress climbing up the tree, the bush where the small boar had come from earlier was torn apart.

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

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

group of 9 preparing to engage, instead kept smashing its head into the tree while making loud

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 hide, while the arrow seemed unable to

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