“Enchanted doors. As if they didn’t expect us to pull each one off. Waste of time.” Halrac grunted. Seborn nodded. “Waste of time. And I bet the door’s not got more than a protection spell on it. Still, it might be worth taking back with us.” “Why? Who needs a door with a protection spell?” “Someone might pay some gold for it. You must admit, enchanted doors aren’t cheap. If worst comes to worst, some Bronze-rank adventurer can use it as a shield.”
I bet I know who'll want it, especially since she's lowkey freaking out with phantom premonitions.
