A minor planet called Loothea. It was closer to the biggest planet in the universe, home to the Alliance, and where Arthur planned to go first, Idretera.
George had said accidents could happen, yet were as rare as phoenix feathers. It never crossed Arthur's mind that something like that would happen to him, but it did.
Was there a way for him to prevent the outcome? No, not at all. The two mages battling in the space were powerful, and it was just unlucky for Arthur to be there at the wrong time.
"Ah, my head," Arthur said, placing his right hand on his head, feeling the blood that was falling down from a wound he got at the back of his head.
He was alive, which was a good thing, but Arthur was still hurt after the fall, and it was still unknown what was the condition of his wives.