Morad stands amazed at what the kaminoins could do. Make a human's body able to digest the pure form of bacta. For a moment he thought it inconceivable, but followed Kal, looking down at the map for assurence of their coordinates. He held the light hight, as to see both the path and the map.

"Yeah, it should be in this direction. Take the next right."

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