He swore as the charge failed, before pulling out what he thought was his last trump cards from the lowest pocket on his backpack.<br/><br/>A permanent chime of opening and an improved insistent door knocker.<br/><br/>The chime could only store up to five charges, but it would recharge one charge a week, while the door knocker worked twice a day, and up to five feet instead of the usual once a day and up to one foot.<br/><br/>He quietly started praying in his head, and then slapped the insistent door knocker on the wall beside the door. If this didn't work, he had no idea what to do. Bargaining with a succubus was a fool's exercise, and he would rather waste all his charges attempting to blast the door off. He paused and glanced around for the hinges, hoping they had overlooked those as a weakness in the door if he needed to get past the door after using the items.