The Permanent Haven shattered right then.
Unlike the shards of the world Jiggorrhax had attempted to create, which were still floating about, the Haven's pieces turned into streams pure life energy that went on to form Asthon's body. His Crown and star did not retain their glow. Instead, they kept flickering, sometimes bright, sometimes dull.
The guardian beasts which had been in Asthon's Haven floated around him, watching the chaos that was about to unfold.
"Watch closely. How all beasts evolve will be up to you and how much you manage to glean from this," he told them, but his mind and magical faculties were being employed elsewhere. The Paradon Parody statue was left to his care. Grim couldn't fight and protect it at the same time.
Thus, Asthon applied every single concealing and protection spell and skill he knew on it, and just in time too, because when the turbulence began, it didn't stop. It only ramped up further in violence and absurdity.