A Plan of My Own

As space wrapped around him, Arthur could feel his body entering a tunnel with a predetermined destination. He didn't teleport inside this space because he couldn't trust his senses or find a space outside. However, this portal seemed already determined.

Arthur had the mind to stop the transfer through his runes, but the words Oriole left him with and the look on his face made him hesitate. Before he could decide, the teleportation began.  Of course, he was worried sick about his friend. But... for some reason, Oriole asked him to believe in him.

It needs a significant amount of trust to listen to the alchemist, and Arthur trusted Oriole tenfold that trust, but he was hesitating. As his body left the illusion, Arthur reviewed the information he received from Oriole.

"Gala is alive in this timeline..."