Our passage was far too narrow for hundreds of people to pass through. Even with twenty orcs and twenty Cookie Elves standing staggered in two rows, it was still a bit cramped.
A natural fortress that no one had ever conquered before.
Sure, in the past, enemies strong enough to send Baal running had probably gotten through, but now I was the master of this dungeon, and the defensive formation I had carefully crafted was fully in place.
A passage too narrow for large forces to enter.
Traps rigged so the ceiling could collapse and form partitions when needed.
The legion's elite soldiers stationed at every critical chokepoint to deal with enemies.
"Trying to bulldoze us with sheer numbers? Have you no shame?!"
"Shut your mouth!"
"Come on, then! Come and get your hearts pierced by our arrows!"
