Maybe if we pulled up a cart to the magic door, and then have said large person or people carry it through?
It turns out that I'm not a demon at all, but a creature called a saytr, and evidently there's a group of us who, among other things, are known for their brewing, including something called Elven Absinthe which I may say is very potent, and a cider that's ... how to describe... mildly hallucinagetic?