Alex's pov
I share my vision with everyone else, allowing them to see just what I saw only two hours ago.
Everyone's mouths were sslightly agape. "How can you do that!?" Clarisse demands.
"You have to thank Chaos for that, and that is not the point. What I saw, I highly doubt that's all End is sending our way." I say.
I glance at Percy who has a far away look to him. I blink.
"Gaia, what is taking so long!?" End demands.
"The troops are a bit confused, Uncle, and a few Romans are trying to slow them down."
"Kronos told me they wiped the Romans out!" End yells, standing straight up from his throne.
"My son is angered by the Jacksons' escape. He isn't fully himself, Uncle." Gaia says with no emotion what so ever.
End sits back down. "Gaia, rally the giants and primortals, maybe even the few Titans who are not useless, and the rest of the monsters. Take them all to Camp Half-Blood. Destroy everything and everyone in that retched valley except the Jacksons. Those two are mine." He snarls.
"Alex! Percy!" I blink and look over at Connor Stoll.
I look back at Percy. A look of worry crosses his face. I look back at Chiron. "We have seventy-two hours at the most before all Hades breaks lose. End is pulling everything at his desposal. The Giants. The primordals on his side. The Titans. And every known monster."
Everyone shrunk back.
"We only have fifty demigods here, plus your elite
team..." Chiron sighs, a look of dispair crossing his face. "This is looking more hopeless than the Prophecy of Seven..."
"Chiron, may we train your campers as long as possible? We'll need more supplies too. And there is a chance Zues might allow the gods to fight." I say.
"This is Zues you're talking about, right? There is no way he'll help us!" Clarisse yells, throwing her dagger into the pingpong table.
"Calm, Clarisse. We start training now."
