He swore as she vanished, and dashed across the room, swapping the pattern out for silver and cold iron only as he remembered that magic weapons as powerful as his revolver could punch through any damage reduction due to the virtue of how magical it was. Well, almost any damage reduction. He got to the door, and didn't bother with anything fancy, placing more charges on it and then putting a thin force wall up long enough to detonate the charges, and hopefully get through.