Ruy looked around. He had leaped into the neutral territories. No one would dare come here because of the Gnomish Plague.

He encased himself in a forcefield after spotting two loners.

The moonlark! And her friend.

He casually leaned against his shield.

He started talking. But, he did not understand what he said.

He was too busy staring at the beauty that was the moonlark.

Her short blonde hair whipped in the wind as she aimed a rock at him. 

Ruy shook his head and rebounded the rock missile. There was no time for this.

He played it casual, trying to seem cool.

The moonlark narrowed her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Her tiny dainty hands clenched into a fist. 

It was too late. He had fallen for Sophie Foster. His "enemy."

He vowed to not kill her.

Sorry!

I am a hopeless SoRuy shipper!!!