Drake looks around at the group.  "I think we've got enough muscle between us to open this bad boy.  But, just in case..."  He places his hands together, chanting a brief incantation, which causes his muscles to swell and bulge under the now stretched-tight chain shirt.  His skin takes on a slight silver gleam as he casts, which quickly fades away; again, no one looking at him is really sure if it was a trick of the light or not.<br/><br/>"Alright.  Let's pry this sucker open."<br/><br/>OOC:<em>Bull's Strength.</em>