Strange White Space

When Astaroth reopened his eyes, he lay on his back, in a white space so bright that he could barely keep them open. And he wasn't alone.

Waking at the same time as him, all eleven players of his party grumbled in pain.

"Urgh… My head hurts like a motherfucker… What happened?" Galtion asked, taking his head in his hands.

The last thing he remembered, he was diving towards an enemy as a wave of something passed through him. Then a searing pain in the head, followed by nothing.

And now he woke up here, his head still hurting, but surrounded by his friends.

"Did we all die to that wave?" he asked.

But some of them shook their heads.

"Not me. I died to a certain someone nuking the shit out of the whole battlefield… Burning alive is much more painful than I had ever thought…" Jaxx complained, his skin still crawling.