He quickly got ready to run. If he tried to hunt something like that with his current stats, he would be the one ground into mince.
Meanwhile, the giant boar with a hump on its forehead glanced around, then looked back and made a strange noise. After a moment, several more boars, which he took to be its family, came out, and among them was a small cub. Just like the ones on television programs about wild animals, the cub was really cute, a fluffy bundle of fur trotting after its mother.
No, wait. Jude could not think like that. He shook his head and cleared his mind. As long as they lived on these hills, the boars were nothing but prey. Boars, cats, foxes, and many other animals would be his food, and whether with a bow or a trap, he would have to hunt them by any means. That would be his way of life.
