"That... is one way to use thine head," Asleif said, the smallest of smiles pulling the corners of her mouth upward.
She pressed her hands to the door to the vault, then stepped back and nodded. "Warded. But not unpassable."
She brought her hands up and began to weave a spell to break the wards.
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