I, Dorion Vitakis, never liked you.

A harsh sound, louder than ever, reverberated through the house, followed by a muffled thud. Ren was certain that Sabrina Millers had once again used her formidable physical strength to overcome the obstacles in her path. His main door.

The "knight door" lay in silence, its broken pieces scattered all over the ground. Ren couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy and wanted to go ahead and offer his condolences to the "fallen warrior". 

Ignoring the additional financial expense Ren would have to bear in the future, he turned to Terim with a concerned expression.

"Now what? This door isn't half as strong as the main one," he stated, acknowledging the reality of their situation. The door was no match for Sabrina's strength, and the scattered pieces were a proof to her persistence attitude.