Soon they came face to face with the pack and its Alpha. "You will go no further Maka. Eluded us this far and it seems the rich boy is amongst you. You all will make lovely additions to my undead pack." There was only one Mightyena that has called Drake rich boy. There wasn't an ounce of a soul within that Mightyena. His immediate thought was to swear, but he was holding back. "We will not be joining any pack, you like all other undead are a waste of space." Ark had spat out. He wasn't intimidated by the bastard that has tormented him in the past. Yet something was off. The trainer was missing and Drake could only guess as to what. "You will join, or you will die. It is quite simple." It seems a death threat regardless and aimed at all of them.
Maka seen his parents being unable to send out any warnings due to one of them guarding them. "Mother, father! Let them go you evil spirit! You've tainted my pack and what we believe!" The Mightyena was angered by the sight of this so called Alpha. He doesn't even deserve to be called a spirit, but much worse; a demon that brings chaos and undeath. Yet the feeling that taking him on alone would be dangerous and downright stupid. "Not a chance Maka. They may have resisted, but I'll break them once you and your friends fall to me." Drake then had enough and this time he wasn't going to hold back anything. His tail fire grew in size as he walked right close to Maka and delivered his remarks. "Yeah, well fuck you too then! What kind of asshole steals something that isn't his from a proud Mightyena like Maka? Well you will die by our claws you stupid fuck!" Fire was starting to lick out of Drake's maw. Not just was he pissed, he had enough of this mightyena's banter. "Getting feisty are we rich boy? Do not worry you all will replace that was lost. That human though I will enjoy feeding on her after you all fall to me. Yes I killed my trainer and he was delicious." There was no way Drake was going to let the Alpha touch Rae. Maka then looked at the undead and spat something. "Your very presence is not what the spirits want. You are a demon with only hatred in his heart and must be sent back to the demon realm whence you belong." The air was about to get tense and a fight was about to break out. Those who was his former packmates had growled as a way to prepare themselves to fight. It was sad though that Maka would have to put down his own friends to protect his own life.