Jenna snorted as she weaved the spells to insure that the portal would not destabalize and threaten anything by existing, at the least. Once that was done, she nodded toward the others.
“I would suggest you all go home now. There’s no point in you standing around with your children, elf. This may as well be considered a permanent fixture here now.
Oh, and Blondie.. You might want to turn around. You’d want to defend us against anything that may come out of that portal.”
Meanwhile, Desiree yelped as the mailbox flung to the ground. So, she reached in to grab her children, for she was more than happy to follow her mother’s advice.