"You know what will happen if the Behemoth awakens. Everything will be destroyed. Not just us, but you as well. You've been dormant for so long, protecting this place. Don't let it all go to waste."
His form flickered, its features shifting rapidly.
It was a sign of indecision, of conflict within its own programming.
She pressed on, sensing that she was close.
"We don't want to fight you. We want to work with you. We can fix this together. But you need to trust me."
The void around them seemed to pulse, the light dimming slightly as the AI processed her words.
Finally, when another 'eternity' passed, it spoke again, but this time its tone was less hostile, more contemplative:
"What do you propose?"
Lyra felt a glimmer of hope... Maybe this wasn't so impossible after all.