Walking the heighest tier she stared down, not deadly afraid of heights, but not terribly comfortable with them either young Kathrine stared at the defenders. Seeing as there bodies where strewn across the floor, she walked the higher tier further until reaching the rotten door finally. Staring around she moved her leather gloved fingers over the door, trying to find some way to open it normally. If that wasn't possible a shoulder bash would be given, shield leading, hopefully breaking down the door.