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The Minister was once again jaw-dropped of yet another display of Baja's unbelievable power. But he managed to shake himself out of it as he then looked to Siva and said, "It is alright Sir Ferro, perhaps another time." The Minister then walked to the cement house, only to face his greatest complication of them all....tiny door frames. The Minister first waited for everyone of normal size to enter, and after Fenrir was last to enter, The Minister tried to fit himself in, it was one hell of a tight squeeze. Eventually the old giant chanter finally found a way to squeeze himself in, slowly, but it eventually finally worked and the old giant crouched and slowly as a tortoise, move his way into the small space of the house, his legs crouched and his head twisted to fit in the house.