Chewbacca knew he'd reached the throne room when he saw the large group of white suits strewn on the ground, the thick armor seemingly as effective as paper. He spotted some of the mercenaries that had accompanied them, and the two royal guards.
Han opened his eyes and looked up at the wookiee. He was dangling in his arms like a sleeping child.
"Put me down, Chewie," Han said.
Chewbacca grunted and set him on his feet. He bellowed a bit.
"I'll be fine, Chewie... just need some medical attention when we get outta here."
Chewie grunted.
Han looked around.
"Yeah, this looks like the place. You ready?"
Chewbacca stepped up to the door, and Han pushed it open.
A stun beam shot out and took them both down, much to the emperor's cackling delight.
