"How many people are in there?"

"I... I don't know. We're just employees; they don't really tell us much. It's all his trusted people inside—"

There was a sharp snap as Celeste stomped again, and the clear sound of a bone breaking echoed. This time, it was another one of his handbones.

"Ah—"

Celeste slammed her palm on his wound, blood splattering everywhere. The pain knocked him out cold.

Touching her communicator, her voice was muffled, "I'm in the ...