As Kegger carried the infant dragon off to the kitchen, Drakonis turned to face the monks. His facial expression was serious, but not stern. The monks tried to follow Kegger, to continue their obligatory taunting, but Drakonis stepped to block their path. Then a slight smile formed at the corner of his lips, and his eyes twinkled slightly.
As he raised a hand, as if to command "Stop!", his human body transformed into his full-sized dragon form, filling half of the Calderia with his body. He spread his wings and reared his fearsome head, jaws slightly parted (for omnious effect). The monks all froze in their tracks and turned as white as the snow on the glacier.
Drakonis began a long, slow, loud inhalation -- as if in preparation to spout flames from his nostrils. Two of the monks feinted, another fled to a corner and began whimpering loudly, and the rest of them performed a vintage scene from the "Keystone Kops" movies (See Footnote).
Then Drakonis reverted to human form, raised both hands in a calming gesture, then left the room in search of Eandrae.
The monks tried to console each other, and shush the whimpering monk, and revive their unconscious brothers. Then they all went upstairs to their individual cells to pray and contemplate these strange events. (They did not return to the Calderia for several days thereafter.)
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Meanwhile, Kegger placed the little dragon into the washtub where Elmo had been recently scrubbed, and began filling it with warm water. "First things, first." she spoke sweetly to the baby dragon, "You need a decent bath, some cornstarch powdering, and some nappies, if I'm not mistaken. I wonder if you'll drink from a bottle."
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Footnote: This scene was later retold as the Prophecy of Western Cinematography and Slap-Stick Humor, attributed to the Blessed Visitation of the Oracle of Snowcross Abbey on the Eve of the Return of the Abbot.
