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Galahad huffed in relief as they finally reached the mouth of the cave. Leaning against the stone wall, he looked back down the slope he and Austin had just climbed to the Azarael parked in the distance. Though the weather was not nearly as fierce as their first trip so long ago, this time they had brought cargo with them, which made the climb far slower and more tedious. Breathing heavily, the bearded Jedi commented, "Let us hope we do not need to make a similar trip any time soon. All this climbing has not been treating my leg well." He reflexively grasped his right leg, the old wound throbbing dully like it always had. The tall, spindly form of 10-NT approached the Jedi. "Realistically, you should be avoiding all forms of strenuous movement," the medical droid remarked informatively. "It won't heal on its own, but there's no use in overexerting yourself." Reaching the muscular Jedi, Tennant inspected the man's leg with his thin photoreceptors before adding, "We could try to perform surgery, you know. I'm sure that with my companion's understanding of Force healing coupled with my expansive knowledge of the medical arts, the chance of restoring your leg's proper functionality is eighty-three percent." Galahad raised a hand, politely dismissing the droid's offer. "Perhaps someday, Ten. But not until our work is complete." Their primary task was to ensure the survival of the Order, and Galahad would not risk the success of such an important endeavour by having his leg healed. Realizing this train of thought, the Jedi Master chuckled lightly to himself. Years ago, he would have given up everything to get his strength back.
Turning towards the entrance once more, Galahad almost doubted that any work had actually been done on the mountain's interior. From what could be seen outside, nothing looked strange or out of the ordinary — in fact, the Master would never have known that a sanctuary had been built inside without knowledge of its existence. Heading deeper into the cleft in the rock, the two Jedi eventually reached the main entrance enclosed by a large stone door. Currently the rock was plain and smooth, but once Austin and Galahad laid the final touches, its appearance would be far different. Stepping through the entryway, the ex-guard set aside the loaded hovercart that he had been guiding up until now. "Perhaps we shall take a tour through the sanctuary first before laying down the final touches," he suggested to the doctor.