My turn

The abyssal ability Jason had utilized with only a small margin of mana had dragged Jarid's distracted mind into a bottomless pit of pitch-black darkness.

At least, that's what it looked like to Jarid and everyone else who had entered this place.

Time seemed to continue to pass, but somehow it felt different, and Jarid was unable to tell whether seconds, minutes, months, or even years had passed.

Suddenly after a moment that felt like an eternity, the outlines of something gigantic, eerie, and terrifying appeared in front of him.

Just as the huge hands of the ominous being were about to grasp him Jarid was released from that queasy feeling, only to find himself in the arena. 

All of this had happened so quickly that he felt as if he had been dragged out of that abyss and thrown back into the arena at the exact same moment he had left.