Fortescue nods, as she closes the door. "Good idea."

Only a second later, the door thumps on the other side as vines slam into it. A few, it feels like. She grits her teeth as she feels the pressure on the other side of the door growing, and glances back to see if Neria has made any progress on a back door.

"Any luck?"

Perhaps if I use magic to hold the door closed, the vines will lose interest, she thinks hopefully.