The Primal Hunter

She dodged the attack as she vaulted backward, a few strands of her long hair still caught by the sharp claws of the beast. With her back bent like she was trying to win the world championship of limbo, her stance was a bit awkward as another claw descended towards her body.

In an impossible move, her entire body swayed to the side as if she didn’t have any bones. Simultaneously, she pushed off the ground with her hand and landed a solid kick on the huge three-meter tall bear-like beast in front of her.

The beast barely reacted to the attack, but it allowed her to create some distance between them. She was breathing heavily, with several wounds already covering her entire body. All of them were healing at a near-visible rate, but she was still far from in optimal condition.

Her opponent was a bear-like creature that, in retrospect, actually looked more like a werebear. In actuality, though, it was a sloth.

[Slothful Warden – lvl ???]

It was the final boss of her tutorial, a being she had failed even to reach back then… but now, more than two months later, she would face it and win.

This wasn’t the first time Carmen fought the beast… but it would be the last.

She charged again, not giving the beast time to relax. She knew it would recover as fast as herself, so hit-and-run tactics wouldn’t work. The beast had two modes – slow-mode and fast-mode.

It moved incredibly slowly in slow-mode, but its defenses were ridiculous, and it healed its wounds incredibly fast. It was far more vulnerable in fast-mode and didn’t recover at all, but it made the beast super fast, as the name suggested. This knowledge had taken her losing several limbs to learn.

The beast moved again, staying in fast-mode. She dodged back, not daring to try and fight it straight-up but instead looking for an opening. She leaned and weaved away from the claws until she finally saw her chance. She landed a right hook on the beast’s face, making it stumble a bit back.

While her hit was far weaker than the D-grade’s, she had managed to hit the chin and rattle the brain a little. With it disorientated, she moved in quickly and managed to land ten or so more blows before it used a skill to get her off.

Its long hair suddenly grew in length as the long strands, like tendrils, tried to catch her. She jumped back with all her strength, barely avoiding them. Her fists were both encompassed in an orange glow that was already spreading throughout her body, healing her wounds.

With every hit, she stole life-energy from the opponent, healing herself. At the same time, the lower her health, the stronger she got. She was a berserker, but without the berserking part. Her mind was calm as she swiftly moved forward again, seeing the Slothful Warden about to enter its slow-mode. Won’t help you this time.

She wouldn’t allow it to regenerate.

Her fists came down like hail, every one of them leaving a small imprint of energy behind. It tried to defend but was far slower than before. Carmen’s attack didn’t do any noticeable damage, but they did send energy into the beast’s body with one purpose – stopping its healing.

Forced to move fast again, it exited its slow-mode and returned to fast-mode, and they returned to their slugfest. Carmen, calculatingly dodging every hit of the beast while it swung with increasing desperation.

After nearly half an hour, it was time to enter the second phase. Carmen had gotten here before and had almost lost her life… but now she would be ready.

The beast exploded with power as its hair grew, and it began glowing red. It grew another meter in size, power overflowing from its body.

Carmen took this time to make her own preparations as she prepared for the battle’s final stage.

Pressing both her fists against the ground, she spoke, “Sacred Battleground.”

An aura spread throughout the area, and for a split-second, an echo of battles prior swept across the land. Animals were fighting and hunting before the system, and even echoes of a war that had happened in bygone eras, perhaps all the way back in the stone age.

The visions disappeared as quickly as they came, but the ground remained hallowed. It was now a blessed battlefield where Carmen would bring down her foe.

She felt the power of the land flow into her as she activated her boosting skill.

“Ruination Drive.”

orange energy swirled out from every pore on her skin. She didn’t hesitate as she moved, facing the D-grade in a final battle where only one

a swipe, but the moment her fist connected, it pushed in a flood of the

from the Slothful Warden and landed a kick. Spikes of hair flew out, and she blocked with her newly

Its arms were longer than hers, making it an advantage to get in closer. It did mean the hair would impale

but she had encountered them all before. The corrosive breath that leveled an area hundreds of meters in front of it in a cone was avoided as the attack was rather telegraphed, and the crescent beams

she lost. Her regeneration was pushed to eleven, her power only growing as her massive health pool slowly depleted. If

guarantee of victory even if she didn’t fuck up. She could have fought with others or tried to level more…

death, it made its final stand as energy poured out of it like never before. Carmen had kind of expected

spear, a set of claws,

“Echoes of War.”

condensed around each item as golden ghostly apparitions were conjured. This was what she had prepared for the last two weeks by fighting powerful foes. Combining her class and profession with the

saw these figures and didn’t hesitate to attack. The spearman fell nearly instantly, while the one with the sword managed to at least block a single attack before also dispersing. The two wolves summoned from the skulls managed to sink their teeth into one of the sloth’s arms, while the panther summoned from the set of claws cut a nasty gash across

own safety. Both hands behind her as she ran, building up all the momentum she could. The summoned apparitions were also beginning to disperse as they couldn’t

of the beast in a reckless attack. The Slothful Warden saw her reckless attack as it brought its claw forward,

she swung her first forward. The claw hit first due to the sloth’s long arms, but the second it made

itself as blood flew everywhere from its own claw, ripping its other arm off. The mirror also shattered to pieces, its power only enough to

the facial bones and skull shattering to the fist that held everything the woman

Carmen standing alone in the crater, her Ruinious Drive deactivated, her right arm gone, and her entire body covered

108] – Bonus experience earned for killing an enemy above

level 98 - Stat points allocated, +5

[Human (E)] has reached level 79 - Stat points allocated, +5

Pugilist] has reached level 99 -

she chuckled as she saw the messages before she began full-on laughing.

Warden as she gave it the finger. “Fuck you, and fuck

broken free of the prison she was in before the system, as not a single remnant of it now remained. Her entire body was hurting, but she felt elation like

out a recovery potion from her spatial storage, quickly chugging it down. It would help with the after-effects of the boosting skill while also helping her recover her resources faster. It was only inferior-rarity, but

business. She went up to the corpse of the

this

only a single set of long claws behind. She instantly put them in her storage and noted she had

Profession: [Apprentice Valkyrie of Gudrun] has reached level 61 -

Race: [Human (E)] has reached level 80 - Stat

also had to prepare the items dropped

way she would have the

damn Pylon she had just gotten a

punch and more levels to gain. She briefly looked at the other new quest she had gained about the Perfect

she was going to stop fighting… she needed more

her weekly report to Jake. It had become routine that she would come by with some good food, and they would talk over any

birds hadn’t allowed Miranda to see it, Jake had mentioned they

on the door. It opened a second or so later, her mana sense skill telling her

have brought this new dish; it reminds me a bit

in a chair with a book, and she was instantly dumbfounded. Not by the man himself as he looked the same as usual with a mask covering his face