I banged on the doors, drawing on the unnatural strength that Dracoth gifted me. Three solid dents were made in the door, joining the countless other dents Dracoth has made before. I was in my fourth swing when the door swung open. The cultist who opened it immediately bowed before me. I let my swing continue, slugging the cultist on the top of the head. He fell to the floor, unconscious.
