When the shockwave reached him, the force emptied Astaroth's lungs, pushing him away like a meteor. He flew backward, crashing into a solid obstacle, before losing consciousness.
Opening his eyes, Astaroth was in a dark place. All around him were specks of light in the distance.
"Where the hell am I this time?"
Turning on himself, he noticed there was something underfoot that acted like a floor. He couldn't see anything supporting his weight, but he could feel gravity and his feet on a solid surface.
Doing a full three-sixty, he noticed something near him. There was what looked like a pond on a raised platform made of some kind of black rock.
Astaroth got closer to it, trying to peer inside. What he saw made him frown.
The water in the pond gave no reflection. Instead, it looked like the pond acted like a window to some place.