As Ben continued to channel the ancient spell, a magnificent wall of pure energy materialized, stretching between the pillars with an awe-inspiring grandeur. The wall encased the city and its sprawling farmlands, weaving a protective barrier that rose to meet the sky and stretched as far as the eye could see. Two majestic arches, one to the north and the other to the south, stood as the only entrances through which the denizens of Etherea could pass, serving as a testament to the indomitable will and formidable power of their protector. The wall hummed with an otherworldly resonance, pulsing with a harmonious rhythm that bespoke the unity and strength of the realm it encased. A sense of profound tranquility settled over the land, and the people of Etherea gazed upon the awe-inspiring spectacle with a mixture of reverence and wonder, knowing that their city and farmlands were now safeguarded by a barrier that defied the very forces of nature.As the spell reached its culmination, Ben's eyes shone with a fierce determination, for he knew that the protective barrier he had wrought would serve as a bastion of safety and security for the people of Etherea. With the ancient spell now woven into the fabric of the land, he stood as a guardian, resolute in his commitment to shield his realm from any threat that dared to encroach upon its hallowed borders. As Ben completed the awe-inspiring feat of erecting the protective barrier around Etherea, his three guards and the elderly couple stood in stunned silence, their eyes wide with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The sheer magnitude of Ben's power left them in reverent shock, for no mortal should wield such formidable magic. It was a sight that filled them with both admiration and a tinge of fear, knowing that their master possessed abilities that transcended the ordinary.Turning to Fenrir, the majestic wolf whose loyalty knew no bounds, Ben grasped the fur around the creature's neck and hoisted himself onto its back with the grace and determination of a valiant knight. With a silent understanding that transcended words, Fenrir bounded forward, his powerful stride carrying them swiftly across the land. As they raced toward the northern gates of Etherea, the wind whipped through Ben's hair, and the thundering hoof beats of the three guards' horses echoed in harmony with the rhythmic pounding of Fenrir's paws. The entourage moved as one, their hearts beating in unison as they surged toward their destination with an unwavering sense of purpose and urgency.Upon reaching the entrance of the north gate, Ben and his companions were greeted by a group of magic users who controlled the elements with finesse and mastery. These talented individuals had just completed the construction of intricate tunnels that would provide safe passage to and from the city, offering a vital conduit for trade and travel. Upon seeing the formidable barrier that encased the city, the magic users' eyes sparkled with a radiant joy that mirrored the brilliance of their elemental abilities. They marveled at the sight before them, their hearts brimming with elation as they beheld the protective wall that now safeguarded the realm from harm. Overwhelmed by gratitude and admiration, the magic users expressed their desire to refuse payment for their invaluable work, their spirits uplifted by the sight of Etherea's newfound protection. However, Ben, with a gracious and unwavering resolve, insisted that their efforts be duly rewarded, for he knew the importance of honoring the skills and dedication of those who had contributed to the realm's well-being. With a heartfelt exchange of gratitude and respect, the magic users and Ben solidified their bond, standing as allies in the shared endeavor to protect and elevate Etherea. As the radiant barrier shimmered in the sunlight, casting a luminescent glow that bathed the city in a protective embrace, Ben knew that the unity and cooperation of those who stood by his side would serve as the foundation of a realm that flourished in the light of collective strength and unwavering spirit. In the midst of the chaos, the head merchant, Garret, emerged with a confident grin on his face, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Sir," he began, addressing Ben, "the tunnels are a perfect and safe plan, no monsters, and no bandits, moss light to guide us, that is perfect, but if only you could put a barrier like this one to guarantee safety." Ben paused for a moment, thinking as he, listened intently before responding, "Every carriage requires a talisman of my making to enter or exit this domain. That talisman holds a spell of a moving barrier", Ben spoke as he handed out a golden button with the house crest.The group fell into stunned silence at Ben's revelation. The idea of a moving barrier and the requirement of a special talisman to pass through it was entirely foreign to them. They had never encountered such magic before. It was magic way too powerful, magic only mentioned in fairytales. As the realization settled over the group, Ben's guard, Alistair immediately in that moment, called for the element users to step forward and receive their payment. One by one, the element users formed a line in front of Ben, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Ben reached into a pouch and withdrew a handful of gold coins, which he handed to each of them. "For your hard work," he said, his voice carrying a note of gratitude. The element users exchanged bewildered glances, their minds whirling with questions about the mysterious talismans and the moving barrier. Despite their shock, they stood ready to use their unique abilities to ensure the safety of the convoy on this unprecedented journey.As the sun stood overhead, Ben turned around and led the group back into the city. The streets were bustling with activity as merchants haggled over prices and townsfolk hurriedly made their way home. Ben had an important task ahead - he needed to visit the trained adventurers at the adventurer guild building. Making his way through the winding streets, Ben finally arrived at the training fields. There, the group of summoners and beast tamers he had been personally training were camped. The summoners, a diverse group of fifty individuals, including women and children, stood formally at attention as they spotted Ben's approach. As Ben strode towards them, the summoners straightened their posture, their eyes fixed on their leader. Among them was a seven-year-old girl, her eyes bright with determination and curiosity. Ben pointed at her and said, "Come here," to everyone's surprise.Without hesitation, the young girl ran towards Ben and stood by his side, her gaze unwavering as she faced her fellow summoners. The group looked on in astonishment, wondering what Ben had in mind for the youngest member of their ranks. It was clear that this unexpected turn of events had piqued their interest and stirred a sense of anticipation in the air. Ben gently stroked the girl's hair and planted a soft kiss on the crown of her head. The girl stood beside him, her eyes shining with a mixture of pride and humility, as she listened to her leader's words. "Look at the two tonnes of grain packed in those bags," Ben gestured towards a stack of large bags behind him. "Lia made that possible. She contracted a queen ant, and under her command are millions of ants, small ants the size of my fingernails. Every hour, each ant brings a grain of wild grass seed into the barrier. That's what you eat daily."