The ogres had closed the north gate, but it was a simple thing to lift the bar (heavy though it was) and swing the massive door inward. Though Gimlak was loathe to leave the possibility of rescuing his kinsmen for another day, they had been missing for quite some time. One more day was unlikely to alter their fate.
"Uff. What do we do with this one?" asked Donnell, speaking of the giant youth. The squire could not make it far carrying the giant's head. He had to put it down every thirty feet or so and rest. It was impressive that he could lift it at all - it weighed more than he did.