The titan's mind buckled under the pressure, its ancient will crumbling like stone under the relentless tide of Elias's will. The shadowy presence began to recede, retreating from his consciousness, and Elias felt the power shift, the balance of control tipping in his favor.
The void began to dissolve, the dark expanse giving way to light. Elias opened his eyes, finding himself once again hovering above the Golem, his hand still on the core. The storm raged around him, but he felt a deep, resounding silence within—an acknowledgment of his victory.
The Golem had been subdued, its will now aligned with his. Elias exhaled, and a slow smile spread across his face as the ancient titan's consciousness settled into submission. He had won the battle of will and claimed the Golem as his own.
In the midst of the storm, Elias felt an overwhelming relief and burst into a laughing fit.