"They've got this placed locked pretty tight," she observed. The coliseum itself was well fortified; once the prisoners walked outside those doors, there was no where else to go, and the high-class spectators could look safely on from behind, Colleen noticed, some kind of forcefield. Not a single cell was barred, there were guards at every turn and, at least for now, there was no telling just how wide this prison stretched. The team didn't even know where they were, how far away they were from their ship. Colleen turned away at the heartless display made of the fallen fighter, murmured a Japanese prayer for the dead, and frowned. "It'll take a minute." Especially if they were going to take the innocent captives with them. As for who was in charge...Colleen squinted her eyes, then nudged Danny and nodded toward the high-middle tier.