"Explosives, blasters, old-fashioned projectile weapons, bladed weapons, mines?" She runs her hand along a nondescript section of wall, and a panel slides open. She steps through.

They're in yet another palace corridor, which looks very much like the ones that they've already been through.

Except for the two armed guards in royal purple livery standing at attention on either side of a door at the end of the hall.

Plourr heads straight for them.