Ingolsol tempted him towards the path of dark domination.
Claudia wanted to make a hero out of him.
Beam turned on his foot, to face off against the charging Titan. Its eyes opened in momentary surprise, as Beam's sudden decision to attack caught it off guard. It was in so close now that its fist passed easily over Beam's ducked head.
But the beak was there to take its place. Like a pair of scissors, its jaw opened, going for Beam's neck.
Darkness swirled around him. He wanted the beast to submit, but he didn't have the power to make it do so. It was a hero's power that he needed, something to lend his blade strength. It was the overwhelming style of swordsmanship that he had begun to train, unconsciously drawn towards the path of its light.
His sword came down on the beast head-on. He calmed his fears and faced it anyway. His shoulders bunched up as he put more power into the blow than he had ever managed before.
