"Maybe don't count your blessing yet," Nida shrugs. "Once I get this started then..."

At last a spark from the starter he'd found and yep, the kindling is catching. Thank goodness. Now hopefully the flue here was serviced before the winter came because he's got it open and it feels like it's pulling properly. Look, the twigs are even catching. Looked like he managed to remember his survival training and how to light fires without spells. If he ever got back home he was going to owe Instructor Samson dinner.

"Okay, bad luck didn't strike this time. We won't freeze just yet."