Five minutes...
For a whole five minutes, three hundred seconds, over seventy attackers led by Breil Blackhoof were pinned down by a Dwarf barely over 120 centimeters tall, unable to advance even an inch.
Keep in mind that there wasn't a single weakling among these people. Even setting aside the epic Breil Blackhoof, at least sixty percent of the remaining were high-level professionals, and the others were all adept at the peak of the middle stage, yet none could cross the 'one-man defensive line' in front of them. No matter how much they advanced or flanked, as soon as they crossed a certain distance, a shield would brutally slam into them out of nowhere—lightly keeping them in place, heavily sending them flying back with swollen noses and bruised faces. Fatal injuries were few, but they just couldn't get past!
