Judging by how much dirt had accumulated on the handle, Hadron believed that it had been almost a week since the door was opened. That fact alone made his blood boil.
He could feel the entirety of his palms get pricked by the specks of dry earth. But he tightened his hold on the handle. Hadron didn't want to let it go.
With a deep sigh, he pushed the door. However, it didn't budge. Hadron rattled the handle again and it did move. But the whole door was just unmoving. The Vice-Commander then looked at the jambs, checking if they were sealed.
"It doesn't seem like the door is sealed." Hadron turned towards the First Prince, "Your Highness, would you mind if I kicked this door down?"
Rather than agreeing to Hadron, Prince Arkus approached the door. Hadron immediately stepped aside to make room for the Prince.
