When the innumerable army of Inferi were standing, they all rushed at me in a single-minded horde. Death let out a cackle of a laugh as he controlled the horde. Excalibur could remove a chunk of them, but there were far too many. I needed to repeat the same move I used when the night started. I tried to turn into a raven, but it seems that not even Excalibur could allow me to bend those magics to my whims. 