The Primal Hunter

Chapter 137

By far, the King of the Forest was the strongest enemy Jake had ever faced, yet he had won in the end. It was a hard fight, sure, but he always kept his head cool to look for a way to victory. A mindset he had kept from then to now.

He thought the King would be his most significant challenge for a good while… until he met it.

It was more insidious than any enemy he could ever imagine. Its cruelty and evil instincts were overflowing with every one of its actions.

Jake had been practicing his flying once more after his round of meditation. Practicing gliding around and not falling down. Until suddenly, he sensed it in his sphere. A figure had invaded it and was fast making its way towards him.

Faster than anything he had encountered since the King. Even quicker than the mantis. He was prepared for an attack, but it never came. Instead, the figure appeared right beside him, where he saw its form clearly.

It looked like an ordinary hawk. But Identify made it clear it wasn’t.

[Galesong Hawk – lvl 90]

It was the smallest beast he had ever seen at such a high level. It didn’t appear to have grown a single centimeter from when it was just an average everyday hawk. But what it lacked in size, it clearly made up for in speed.

As he observed it, so did it observe him back. Perhaps he had entered its area, him now being well and truly outside of the boundary of the ‘city.’ It looked at him… and scoffed. How he knew it scoffed, he didn’t know. He just did.

It sped up as it passed him, only to make a large circle and fly right up to him again on his other side. Repeating the same damn scoff as it began circling above and beneath him. Jake just silently gliding along in a straight line.

Clearly, it didn’t get the reaction it wanted, as Jake just tried to ignore it. He wasn’t in any shape to fight it in the air, and so far, he hadn’t actually felt any aggression. It also wasn’t the first bird or flying creature he came across, so it wasn’t that interesting.

And then it did it. It flew up once more, flying right above Jake. He ignored it. But then suddenly, it sped up and headed straight for the top of his head. His danger sense didn’t even give him a small warning before he felt it.

It fucking pecked him. Right on his noggin. An absolutely unprovoked attack.

It didn’t do any damage, but it still hurt like hell. Not physically. Mentally.

“What the fuck?” he cursed out loud as he began wobbling back and forth in the air. He had to use all his focus on stabilizing himself once more - a challenging endeavor with the damn bird still flying in circles around him.

After he barely managed to avoid spiraling out of control and falling to the ground, the next ‘attack’ came. This time, it just flew up in front of him and flapped one of its wings into his face. He tried to grab it with his hands, but the bird was far faster than him.

What the… he thought, as he was forced to flap his wings uncontrollably, trying to remain in the air.

The bird kept looking at him as he flapped desperately. It attacked once more by firing a blast of wind in his direction, hitting one of the wings.

destabilize him at all but did the exact opposite. He was wholly balanced for a brief moment before he flapped the wing on the other side, putting him off

hawk gave him a glance that he could only interpret as a mix between annoyance and disappointment. Releasing another gust of wind, Jake, this time, didn’t try to avoid it but simply let it hit. For a second, he felt like his flying went far smoother

actually attacking him, but rather it felt like it was reprimanding him for something. Did it not like his

this went on. The hawk was flying around Jake, occasionally striking

out of its day to teach him. However, the entirely needless pecks and slaps with its

He got up just in time to see

break, I have had wings for less than two days,” he

looking at him

while sitting on a fallen log. This action got a hint of interest from the bird as it

noticed this as he took out

his words, it clearly got the gist of his meaning. Moving one of its wings, a gust of wind picked up

the tree, surprising Jake with its high skill in manipulating wind. It was pure manipulation, not unlike his own

liquid for a second and throwing Jake yet another glance, seeing him also drinking one, it lifted up the bottle and emptied its contents down

a moment if potions even worked for birds, but its next action confirmed that it indeed did. It flapped

awesome, right?” he laughed

of what exactly it wanted. Its action today just seemed so random. By now, he was used to

thinking, he tried flapping his wings a bit behind him to familiarize himself

a nice peck on top of his head. “Ow, what the

got him an angry chirp in response as

how novel the experience of chilling with this sadistic bird truly was. Did it just like pecking him or

began practicing with his wings once more, and a few seconds later, got

he looked up at it, questionably. Was him flapping his damn wings so

making it look like a newborn chick. Jake thought it was funny until it fired a blast of wind at him. That is

wrong?” he questioned. Hey, if the bird was willing to teach, he was

got the hint as he began imitating its

had indeed messed up. He nodded as he began adjusting his

situation was bizarre, to say the least - a human with wings sitting on a

end. Only a few hours of practice in, the bird suddenly stopped giving directions as it looked up

same time. Once more imitating the bird, Jake made a mighty flap, shooting him up in the

conjunction also how he moved through the air. It wasn’t even close

threw a few glances his way. On the other hand,

was a big difference between a human’s physique with wings and a hawk’s, but many concepts

time was the internal energy movements in the wings. It allowed him to fly despite the questionable aerodynamics and other inconsequential things, such as

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