It was time for some drastic corporate action on the part of
the Devil,his Margaret Cloverseed( whose normal Hellspawn
space was some bee critter-hence 'clover') and a select few who could pull off the Board Room takeover of the Eternities.
It was pretty clear by now that the Slaves/Servants had turned on\their Masters and if the Dragons didn't defend their turf,the dragonoids would boot them all back to Hell where Claudia and Frankie could buzz around
pollinating Hellflowers for the rest of their Eternities .
Both sides in this emerging civil war were battling for the hearts
and minds (and untainted souls) of humans and clearly the
dragonoids were winning.
Now Claudia and Frankie had been trying to go about Lucerne unnoticed,mostly by only leaving their dens at night or sticking to shadowy streets during the day.
So it had come as a surprise to both of them when the Western Union delivered
two cans of spray from the Robert E Lee Manufacturing Co.
They'd never heard of such a entity,but since the
image on the cans featured the General spraying a blast of whatever at a lawn full of dead dragons
Claudio wasted no time giving herself a blast of the stuff.
Frankie was a bit more reluctant,but some of Margaret Cloverseeds "enforcers" made sure the former Frank Queasel
took the stuff.
They wobbled about dizzy,whiklst their wings melted away,their red scales clattered to the floor and they shrank to a more modest human sized
proportions.Finally the two got younger,so they looked more like
11 year old dragon kids then 30 year old cold ruthless
corporate types.
Basically they were less intimidating,more approachable to humans
then all those seven foot tall,muscles bulging like Charles Atlas
then all those musclebound hulking dragonoids running around.
At which point the
<Neigbourhood Dragon Guardians >posters that Margaret Cloverseed
had ordered beforehand started going up on all the hydro poles and lamp posts.