The green menace and the human...cleric, by the looks of it, managed to actually turn more than half of the undead under his control. Reverin had anticipated something of the sort, but nothing quite as successful. Four or so undead began their slow shamble back to the graves, six others no longer under his control went either for his fence or the party, with the fence clearly being the worse choice of the two so far. Lightning crackled left and right and two common skeletons fell down, the rest shambling away. That left the party to deal with 8 undead adventurers and his pet golem.

The golem itself wasted no time in trying to attack while the orcish menace cast his spells, charging with all its force at the orc's back. The skeletons split up evenly to attack the human, tiefling and orc alike, shaking their empty fists in the air as they charged. The many years of experience gathered by this undead troupe made Reverin wonder if he couldn't simply use the undead to do his dirty work.

Reverin began the quiet casting of a dweomer as he watched the attack unfold. Three skeletons moved into position to surround the human, three simply charged the apparently stunned tiefling, and the remaining two got into position to 'catch' the orc when the golem would inevitably barrel into it and send it flying.