After what felt like an eternity, Takumi fought. He fought the creature, fought the Maze's manipulations, and fought the doubts that clouded his mind. The power inside him was exploding, but now he controlled it. He focused all his energy, his thoughts, and the will to survive into one final push.
The Maze was breaking. It was fighting back, its walls shaking, the air crackling with tension. But Takumi's will was stronger.
Finally, he gathered all his strength. The Maze screamed, and with a final, desperate cry, it shattered.
Takumi stood at the edge of the Maze, his team beside him. Light flooded the space, the darkness of the Maze dissipating, the suffocating atmosphere lifting. The monsters, the illusions, the horrors—gone.
They were free.
Takumi collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily, but a smile cracked his lips. They had made it.
But more importantly—he had survived. They all had.