Jason landed on the half-blood hill as he stared out at the scene before him. The Gods were raining down the apocalypse on the mortals. He watched as lightning bolts slammed into buildings, tidal waves and earthquakes brought buildings down and crashing into each other. His right hand slowly closed into a fist. A surge of black energy tore from his fist. Darkening the area around his hand for a small second. 

The boy reluctantly turned away from the scene of the Gods going insane. It was at that moment he noticed Estelle. He walked over to the girl. "I thought I told you to rest, Little Star." He said softly as he crouched down next to her. Looking at the sleeping child. "She's too young to be experiencing this." He said softly.