At last!  Abel's solemn heart practically soared to see his humble bundle of twigs and branches finally go up in flames.  After taking ten minutes or so to fully conclude that his semblance was utterly useless when it came to starting fires, the guardian had managed another way.  Upon wishing internally for flint and steel to get the blaze started, his mind fixated on that word [i]steel[/i].  With enough steel on him in the form of armor to forge an entire weapon, Abel was quick to put the idea to use.  By rubbing the metal knuckle-caps in his gloves roughly against his greaves, the guardian finally succeeded in getting a spark, and the rest, as they say, was history.

Now having a merry little campfire going, Abel set off to look for more wood, leaving the Ampere behind so that he could ferry more fuel in a single trip.  Abel guessed that, with his classmates' fires also in the process of converting dead plant matter to ash, more fuel would be a fairly scant resource.  A quick foray into the surrounding trees confirmed his fears: all the easy pickings were gone.  Of course, there was now only one action to take, and without a moment's hesitation Abel advanced deeper into the forest.

Thirty seconds of sustained walking later, the guardian happened upon a felled tree, much of it lying in splinters on the leaf loam.  Luckily for him, a formerly-nice tree reduced to kindling was exactly what Abel needed.  He had already gathered a heap of wood when the hairs on the back of his neck bristled like the hackles of a dog.  An uneasy feeling settled over him, and on instinct Abel bolted upright and looked around.  He caught sight of a pair of red eyes perched in the fork of a nearby tree, and at that moment decided that disarming himself in favor of hastening the work load had been one of his dumbest plans in weeks.  Abel took off running, and the Grimm, knowing that it had been spotted, pounced down from its roost and shot after the hunter-in-training as if it had been fired from a cannon.

Mere moments later Abel burst into the clearing.  "I've got wood!"  He announced, tossing said branches onto the grass.  Flinging out a hand, he summoned the Ampere back to him, just as the sound of crashing could be heard in the vegetation.  "And something else!"

Into the tranquil clearing burst a young Ankou, half running and half flying.  It spewed a burst of fire in Abel's direction, out of the way of which he jumped.  It screeched, realizing it had been led into an ambush but unwilling to allow the humans' greater numbers to intimidate it.  With little else in the way of ceremony, it launched the entirety of its bulk at the two nearest students--Gren and Daniel.