Olympians in toe stand for good, even if they
are somewhat stubborn at times.
Thus Jackson lands in nearly every mythological realm—from a
visit to his father’s undersea castle, where his brother has become a valued
warrior, to a brief imprisonment in Hades before a dip in the river Styx to
become a modern age Achilles, to frequent conversations with the only Olympian
holding down the fort, Hestia goddess of the hearth (home fire/hearty of the
home), Jackson sees it all. He is a machine here and once he takes his baptism
of invincibility, Jackson mows through foes with reckless abandon. Yet, like
the ancient Greek warrior, he too has a vulnerability, his lady love Annabeth.
Predictably, their relationship plays out over time as well.
In effect Riordan uses his limited space, taking place
during yet another short expanse of time over a summer, to tie up loose ends. New
York is besieged by monsters, but the city sleeps through the affair (mostly)
and does not need to rely on the proverbial mist to keep them ignorant. We see
allusions to the Trojan War, especially when Clarisse arrives in a flying chariot
to save the day. Much like when Patroclus wears Achilles armor, we discover
that the hero was not Clarisse and that the triumphant call to glory is in fact
a lie. All of the events build to the final show down where Luke and Percy stand
toe-to-toe on top of the legendary mountain. It is here redemption is offered,
and resolution comes out as Riordan closes the loop in his final book of this particular
story arc.