Drachen snarled after the man claimed to have only his face going for him, his massive reptilian form looming over the smaller man as his powerful jaws stayed slightly open, a low growl leaving his throat before he replied, "Be thankful I am not a Vigilante, coward...Else this would turn out much different for you."<br/><br/>Once the fool was collected and shipped off, Drachen indeed resumed patrols; though there was nothing else going on, he still kept his guard up. One fatal mistake rookie heroes made was getting overconfident and leaving themselves exposed; it was fine to be proud of victory, but that should never allow a true Hero to be caught off-guard. His slit eyes peered onto the sprawling urban landscape, feeling the vibrations of hundreds of thousands of people going about their business, walking to and from different parts of the city.<br/><br/>Then, per instruction, he made his way back to 'Golden Tower': A fairly modest building, one that he respected as it seemed extremely ordinary on the outside. Heroes should not stand out nor do anything to draw attention to themselves...A lesson Drachen was still learning. In his hands he held his 'civilian' clothes: A set of robes that were loose-fitting but not to the point of being so loose they fall off him, almost resembling a gi and a pair of dark sunglasses. The latter being necessary because while he looked human...One glance at his eyes showed that something was off, still possessing a blood-red iris and a slit pupil; because of this, his human form was exceptionally sensitive to light. Taking a stop in a nearby restroom, he would revert back to his human form, allowing his Quirk to deactivate as much as possible before slipping on the robes and sunglasses.<br/><br/>He would then be approached by one of Golden Boy's associates, saying the 'big man upstairs' wanted all members present for a meeting. More of this talking nonsense...Fine, whatever got the man off his back. He would soon find himself joined by several others also making their way to the main meeting room. "Must be serious then...If he's gathering everyone like this." Ansgar would say, taking a particular look at Fiona; he couldn't help wondering if Fiona's offer to start her own firm was a cause of this.<br/><br/>Maybe not the whole picture...But he imagined it was part of the equation, if only a small bit.