Fossker and the Dragon [Gift]

Another quiet week.
So quiet you'd think something would happen by now.
Something that requires some Fossker intervention.
The silver fox smirks as he strolls through the city.
Too bad my sister went home early yet again!

As he walks past a warehouse, he hears a loud noise as three furs burst out and run away. They seem terrified. Trying to get away from that place as fast as they can.
Definitely something out of the ordinary!
The silver fox speeds into the warehouse to investigate. He sees some open crates, two of which are turned on their sides, with metal parts fallen on the floor among the styrofoam popcorn. Strangely, nobody is there. He turns his head toward the entrance after walking halfway to the other side. Nobody seems to be inside.
Then he hears some strange sounds. Crackling noises. He turns around, and behold. In the shady corner, a silhouette. A dark figure. It's really hard to make out who or what it is, but it appears to have horns. And glowing red eyes. Glowing. Red. Eyes.
What is this? How did it get here? Could this be another Herculean??
Jack feels a chill run down his spine as this creature begins to defy gravity. Just like that, it hovers a few feet off the ground. There goes the Herculean assumption.

Now, Jack remembers those rumors. Those claims. People scared of an otherwordly being. People scared of a dark demon.
But the brave hero knows better than to run away from danger. Even if it were the devil himself.
"Who are you? What did you do to those people?!", asks  the fox boldly.
The creature's eyes stop glowing. And it hovers forward. Out into the light. Just as the people said-- a dark grey reptilian creature with long horns. Shrouded in a dark cape. But there's more, it also has a thick mane and whiskers. It opens its red piercing eyes. Then it talks. It's deep voice resonating in the empty warehouse, "Who I am matters not, you cannot possibly understand. As for those furwalkers, they reaped what they sowed."
The reptilian then holds its cape out with one hand. Something strange on its body. The faces of the people that just ran out of this building. But with black, soulless eyes. Sticking out of its torso. Did he freaking take their souls?! What the heck is going on!!!?

Jack shouts, "Listen here, I don't care who or what you are, but no one escapes me! Be ready!" and with that, he charges straight toward the reptile, assisted by his super speed.
And he strikes, a direct hit. All the built up kinetic energy is evenly distributed between the two bodies. The fox bounces back and watches as the reptilian is pushed back, and lands. The friction between its feet and the ground brings it to a sudden stop. It doesn't seem affected by the blow very much, though.
Fossker rubs his fist with his other hand. "Damn, tough scales you got, devil! Makes up for your…"
The fox circles around the beast and then jumps for a double kick at its back "…Slow reaction time!"
The dark being lets out a soft grunt as it stumbles forward and hunches over. But something is wrong. Jack's feet are literally stuck to its back. He tries to pull them off, but next, the cape moves and wraps itself around the fox's legs and torso as if it were alive. The tail!!
"What in the world?! Your cape is part of your body?! What's next, you gonna summon a friend while showing off your birthday suit?!"

The reptile stands upright, letting Jack fall to the ground, stuck in the detached cloth. He struggles but this seemingly living cape is now stuck to the ground, keeping the fox in place. The stranger speaks again, "I am not your enemy." It looks like the faces are now gone. Its heavy feather-tipped tail drops on the ground with a soft thud.
The creature turns slightly and extends its arm at the crates. Jack raises his head to have a look, while still squirming and grunting.
"...So those guys were thieves. And…you scared them off?"
"Fear is indeed a powerful weapon. You would know that better than anyone."
The dark blue cloth melts off the fox and crawls toward its owner. Neatly getting itself back in place. The creature hods the cape around its body again. "I'm on your side."
The fox stands up in a flash and dusts himself. He looks at the stranger as it calmly heads towards the exit.
"Are you saying you're one of the good guys? Demon Dude?"
The reptile turns its head, "No, not the devil. I am the dragon. Dragon-Man."
And with that, the dragon steps outside and takes off.
Jack Fossker shrugs and heads outside as well. "Alice, you are not gonna believe this. Heh, a real, actual Goodra…"