nothing but a dropped book

"The Secret Legacy Of The Defiant Hero" ------------------ The air was thick with the smell of burning wood and the sound of clashing swords filled the air. In the center of it all stood a lone figure, surrounded by a group of heavily armed men. He was tall and muscular, with piercing green eyes and hair as black as night. His clothes were torn and covered in dirt and blood, but he stood tall, a sword in hand and a determined look on his face. "Who are you?" one of the men spat, his sword raised high. "What do you want?" The lone figure said nothing, his eyes fixed on his opponents. He had been on the run for weeks, chased by those who sought to use his power for their own gain. But he was not about to let them catch him now.