The six armed gang members advance, and Paul-Paul Atreides makes one last attempt to convince the party that discretion is the better part of valor. If they must fight, then so be it—but he prepares accordingly, taking cover and readying himself for the inevitable.

Most of the party seem willing to follow his lead. Drode, however, has other ideas. He still takes point.

Negotiations are apparently overrated.

The gang opens fire.

A little questioning reveals that the supposed warehouse is actually the headquarters of the Level 21 Crew. Mama Fats is inside, and the building is far less straightforward than it first appears. Every entrance is trapped except for the main door.

With the information gathered, the party lets their captive go. He is free to run and tell his friends whatever story he likes.

The party now has a destination.

And a problem.

Tovak gets to work, using a tool from Dwelly's microlab kit to remove the screws from an access panel. With the panel open, he connects to the building's systems and hacks into the computers.

One by one, he disables the traps.

Unfortunately, the roof hatch only opens from the inside. Getting through will require some serious prying.

The back alley presents much the same problem. The party carefully examines the rear entrance, but forcing their way through still seems likely to create complications.

Drode is growing impatient. His preferred solution remains remarkably consistent: kick the door in and get on with it.

The party nearly agrees.

Then Korsavox offers an alternative.

Why kick a door in when you can burn a hole through it?

A green half-dragon with acid breath is uniquely qualified to answer that question. Tovak inspects the door, helping Korsavox identify the best place to aim.

Korsavox unleashes his breath.

The acid eats through the door right around the handle.

A new entrance, courtesy of the party's resident half-dragon.