Their Mistake, Her Rise - Chapter 258: Chapter 258

Zoe and Shawn fought as if they were one, each the other's eyes. Even when their weapons were sometimes aimed at each other, there was no doubt, no hesitation.
They tried fiercely, fighting their way through the enemy ranks.
Team Quiver was thrown into chaos. Faces pale, shouts and curses filled the air.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Why can't we stop them?"
"Attack! Do you want to die here?"
"There are only two of them! No way we can't take them down."
Team Quiver's spirits were high, but their ferocity couldn't match Zoe and Shawn's.
The sound of gunfire and clanging metal filled the air. Within seconds, Zoe and Shawn had taken down most of the fighters. Their teamwork was almost unnerving.
The few remaining members were left reeling.
"Come on, guys! Let's go all in—take them down."
"If they live, we die!"
With a furious roar, they ditched their weapons and charged forward barehanded.
Zoe couldn't help but smirk coldly. She shot a sideways glance at Shawn. "Ready for this?"
"Just stay alive," Shawn replied, his voice cool and unyielding. "I haven't married you yet."
Zoe knew he wanted to say he hoped she could make it and marry him. Those words, flat and almost emotionless, were the most moving she had ever heard. Her heart, calm just moments before, skipped a beat, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Then, snapping back to her senses, Zoe felt a surge of determination. She flashed a bold grin. "We'll talk marriage when you've taken down more than me."
With that, she lifted her gaze to the wave of the guys rushing toward her and Shawn, excitement flickering in her eyes.
She had to kill them all. Only then could she prove she was still Firefox, the queen of mercenaries, and even Shawn, the legendary warrior, couldn't shake her throne.
Shawn watched Zoe with a fondness that bordered on indulgence, utterly captivated by the fleeting expressions that crossed her face. It was as if he'd follow her anywhere, even into the depths of hell, without a second thought.
Even though they were surrounded by enemies, it was like there was a bubble around the two of them—charged with tension and a hint of something more. Every glance they shared seemed to spark with electricity.
But that was just how it looked to outsiders. Watching the two of them, Team Quiver's members were about to lose their minds from frustration.
"Are you kidding me? We're fighting for our lives here, and they're over there flirting."
"I can't stand it. How are they making eyes at each other in the middle of a life-or-death battle?"
"What, just because I'm single? Fine, I'll show them what real power looks like. I want them dead."
They erupted into chaos, like a spark had set them ablaze. They charged at Zoe and Shawn, eyes blazing with fury.
But Zoe and Shawn were no pushovers.
Zoe's fighting style was all about precision—she'd zero in on her opponents' weaknesses and strike with the speed and force of a cobra.
Shawn, though, was more like a battering ram. He'd just barrel into his enemies, using sheer strength to overpower them.
Together, their teamwork was flawless—Zoe's quickness and Shawn's brute force were the perfect combination. No matter how many enemies came at them, they were taken down in an instant.
What really drove Team Quiver crazy was how seamlessly Zoe and Shawn covered for each other. If Zoe couldn't handle some fighters, Shawn would step in. If Shawn was surrounded by top-tier fighters, Zoe would dart in to help, picking them off one by one.
Their coordination was perfect, their bond unbreakable. In just a few minutes, Team Quiver suffered heavy losses. If this kept up, their numbers would mean nothing—they'd just be lining up to die.
Even so, the relentless assault was starting to wear on Zoe and Shawn. After all, they were up against more than a hundred skilled fighters—no less formidable than the top dogs at the Eminence Nexus.
With Team Quiver's people no longer pressing forward, Zoe and Shawn finally got a moment to catch their breath, standing back to back.
But just then, a deep rumble echoed through the air. Zoe's eyes flicked up, cold and calculating. A few choppers were closing in from a distance—backup for Team Quiver, no doubt.
However, Zoe just lowered her gaze, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Ha, pulling out all the stops just to kill me? I should feel honored." She let out a short laugh and then turned to Shawn. "Do you regret coming back for me?"
He'd had a chance to get away. No matter how strong they were, they were still human—everyone ran out of strength eventually.
"Never." Shawn's hair fell over his eyes as he dipped his head, his voice low and steady. "Once I decided you were mine, I was in for the long haul—no matter what."
He didn't just say it—he meant it, and he was proving it right now, without a hint of hesitation.
Those simple words left Zoe a little stunned. After all, she'd always been set on killing him.
After a brief pause, Zoe suddenly spun around. She was the queen of the battlefield—bold and decisive. Without a word, she grabbed Shawn, forcing him to lower his head, and kissed him hard. The kiss was so fierce, even Shawn froze for a second.
But he quickly responded, taking control in an instant.
Enemy helicopters circled overhead, but nothing could break their passionate kiss.
At this very moment, Zoe kissed Shawn like she was ready to die.
Their wild, reckless move left every member of Team Quiver completely stunned.
"What the hell is up with them? Everyone else is just trying to stay alive out here, and they're making out like it's the end of the world. Are they nuts, or are they just rubbing it in because the rest of us are single?"
"I swear, I've never seen anything like this—fighting one second, kissing the next. It's like we're not even here, and they're putting on a show just for us."
"Damn, both the guy and the girl are wild as hell."
"Whatever. Let them have their moment. They'll die soon anyway."
"This is so damn frustrating. I'm out here risking my life, and all I get is a front-row seat to their romance."
"Tear them apart!"
Right then, a deafening explosion ripped through the air as a rocket came screaming down from the sky, aimed straight at Shawn and Zoe. Someone in a helicopter had just fired a launcher at them, the attack as fierce as a bomber strike.
In that split second, as it looked like Shawn and Zoe were about to be blown to pieces, something shocking happened.