Unaware of the attention that they had drawn from across the world, the residents of Forest Grove were overjoyed at the apparent power of their new defences. Everyone could tell that the spell they had just created was on an entirely different level than a basic magical barrier, and in its own way it was just as powerful as the magic that had turned the Frozen Wastes into the Fae Forest to begin with.
The sense of protection from the orb that floated over the spire in the centre of the city now gave off a much more protective feeling to go with the natural and nurturing, peaceful feeling that it had always given to the nonmagical residents of Forest Grove.
It was like their personal star to wish upon, floating in the sky over the city.
