The town stood no chance against the onslaught. The Walkers were easily able to open doors and climb through windows to enter the houses, and then kill those who were within. The occupants of the town had little to no combat experience, so even though the Walkers had only their fists and teeth the people were mostly unable to beat them. A few were capable enough to keep the Walkers at bay for a little while, but the noise only drew the attention of more and they were quickly overwhelmed. Although many had access to farming implements which could have easily incapacitated a Walker if used correctly the people had too little warning and not enough skill to pull off such resistance. The numbers of the hoard was simply too great.

There was one young man that did manage to outperform Calvartem's walkers, though. The Necromancer saw him fleeing from a building with a hunting bow, with several zombies following. Those zombies had several arrows in them, hindering their movement, not enough to stop them but enough so that they were losing ground to the man now in the fields. So Calvartem began his pursuit, but his body did not allow him to match the speed of the hunter, so Calvartem tapped the ground with the base of his staff and a tendril of black fire snaked its way out in front of the hunter. The tendril found no human corpse nearby, but it did find the corpse of a fox, which it resurrected into a small fox Walker in front of the hunter. The fox leaped teeth bearing at the man, who was surprised by this attack and retaliated by flicking the base of his bow at the fox, knocking it aside. The fox picked itself up and leapt again, but this time the hunter had drawn his hunting knife and slashed at the fox, leaving a deep gash in the rotted side of the fox, severing many of its muscles and rendering it practically harmless.

By now, however, Calvartem had closed in to a distance of 20 metres. The hunter scrambled for his bow but was not fast enough to stop Calvartem from sending out a bolt of black fire from his outstretched hand, which snaked through the hunter. The hunter went pale as his life was taken from him, the point where the magic had struck left the cloth of his clothes thin and worn, and the hunter simply collapsed to the ground, dead.

By the time the Necromancer returned to the town the Walkers had finished their job. The town was now empty, save for the many slain corpses scattered around the streets and inside homes. Dawn was breaking, casting a dim light over the town as the stars and moon faded from the encroaching sunlight. The Walkers amassed in front of Calvartem, who sent them back to their place in the crypt save for one. This one he kept. He summoned sixteen shadowy imps and divided them into tasks. 2 he sent to make a special tomb in the crypt to store the Walker he had saved. 10 he tasked to building a tower in the middle of his town, which he would imbue with his power to expand his domain. Then remaining 4 he sent to scout the region and find more human settlements. While they were off doing that, Calvartem returned to his throne in the darkness of the crypt. Although sunlight was not actually harmful to him, he still did not like it.