How would the Secret Service protect the President if they were in a fantasy world?

The President of the Rocky Mountains was going to visit the dwarven capital of Kragnir for the first time in history. The Secret Service had been warned months in advance. They had been in contact with the Dwarven Clans' guard. The President's advance team had been in Kragnir for the last three weeks.<br><br>They were ready for everything. They had planned for everything. They had prepared for every emergency. From an orcish attack to a mountain troll attack. From an assassin to an earthquake.<br><br>The President’s plane touched down in the airport built into the side of the mountain. They boarded the Presidential limo. The presidential limo was protective against magical and mundane assault. The chauffeur was an expert in defensive driving and was himself a wizard. <br><br>They were going to have no problems.<br><br>The first part of the drive was through the open mountain. Secret Service snipers were placed every half kilometer. There was a helicopter escort of three. Dwarves patrolled the road. The lead Secret Service Agent looked out the window. The mountains were beautiful. It was sunny. This was going to be an easy mission.<br><br>As they entered the tunnel, all hell broke out.<br><br>The ground shook. The mountain was trembling. The sky turned dark. The protective charms on the limo were attacked by lightning bolt after lightning bolt.<br><br>The Secret Service jumped into action. They covered the President. They drew their wands. Secret Service Agent Thompson jumped out to see what the problem was.<br><br>“Sir, we have a dragon! A dragon is attacking the limo!”<br><br>The President looked at Secret Service Agent Adams. “How big is it?”<br><br>“I think it is a young one sir. I can end it quickly.”<br><br>The President sighed. “I don’t want to start a war today. Try to drive it off Agent Adams.”<br><br>Agent Adams nodded. He stepped out of the limo. He looked up at the dragon. The dragon was about twice his height. It was as long as a school bus. Its scales were a deep blue. It looked like a noble dragon from the stories.<br><br>Agent Adams pointed his wand at the dragon. He cast his largest fire spell. The dragon laughed as the fire washed over it.<br><br>The dragon attacked Agent Adams. Before it could burn him to a crisp, the Presidential Limo drove into the dragon at full speed. The dragon stumbled back. It fell onto the ground. It shook the mountain. <br><br>Agent Thompson looked at the dragon. “Sir, the dragon is not dead. I think we need to get the President out of here.”<br><br>The President nodded. “Get me to the airport. Open the tunnel. The dragon won’t fit.”<br><br>The limo backed up. It drove towards the tunnel. It smashed through the stone blocking the tunnel. The dragon roared. It breathed fire. The limo shook. The charms held. They were in the tunnel.<br><br> Agent Thompson looked back. “Sir, the dragon can fit.”<br><br>The dragon had squeezed into the tunnel. It was charging towards them. Its speed was increasing. <br><br>The President frowned. “Agent Adams, can you stop it?”<br><br> Secret Service Agent Adams looked up as the dragon was about to kill them all. He didn’t even say fuck. He just pointed his wand at the dragon. <br><br>The dragon became a frog.<br><br>The tunnel was silent. There was no sound. No one dared to talk. The only sound was the limo driving towards the airport.<br><br>They arrived at the airport. The President looked at his agents. “No one says anything. We made a reservation at a nice hotel on the lake. We will be staying there.”<br><br>The agents nodded. They were not going to talk.<br><br>The President got out of the limo. He walked across the tarmac. He got into the waiting helicopter.<br><br>The agents followed. Agent Adams was silent. <br><br>The helicopter took off. As it flew towards the hotel, Agent Thompson finally talked. “I have never actually seen a dragon before.”<br><br> Agent Adams shook his head. “Dragons are noble creatures. We should not have turned one into a frog.”<br><br>The President glared at them. They became silent. They sat in silence the rest of the way to the hotel.<br><br>After they got to the hotel, the President went to his room. Agent Adams went to the hotel bar. He ordered a whiskey. He sat at the bar.<br><br>The bartender looked at him. “What happened to your day Agent Adams?”<br><br>“It was fucked up,” Agent Adams replied.<br><br>The bartender laughed. “Well, not the first time in the Secret Service something went wrong.”