Everyone who witnessed the scene was somewhat dazed.
The perfect altitude, the timing of the avalanche, the reactions of everyone involved—it was a flawless plan.
If any single element had been off, it wouldn't have had this effect.
Only one person was left, leaving alone with the Token.
What did it matter if the people behind knew the Token's location? If they couldn't catch up, it was all for naught.
Miles Sherman, who had seen with his own eyes how Zoe Pierce orchestrated everything, could hardly contain the excitement surging in his chest.
He wanted to kiss her fiercely, to praise her fiercely.
But right now, he had to suppress it all, lest he interfere with her actions.
Even from the side, he could see her clear, bright eyes and the faint smile playing on her lips.
They had personally watched her learn from scratch, personally seen how much she had suffered, and now, how she had reached this point step by step.
'Zoe, their Zoe.'
'She makes us so proud.'
