Even though David had already experienced the power of a long-distance Teleportation Circle once, the moment he stepped into it, he still felt a strong tremor.
If last time, teleporting from Elariya to Barto Hell felt like his entire body was being torn apart, this time, it was as if his body and senses were compressed into a single point. Reality around him turned into a vortex; colors, sounds, and sensations merged in an instant. The red flames of Barto Hell, the scorching heat waves, and the demons' roars quickly faded, eventually replaced by an endless void.
That was the color of the Astral Plane.
In this vibrant kaleidoscope of stellar hues, David only felt himself plummeting at high speed, as if shot from a void cannon. Time seemed to lose its meaning. He didn't know how long this experience lasted—it felt like an eternity, yet it might have been just a moment.
