He cracked his knuckles and threw all his weight down into a punch towards Achilles' temple. He was remembered enough to carry a decent punch, and enough to know he could take these immortal mortal warriors.
He saw himself as the one calling for all that war in their blood anyway.
"Got nothing against you kid. You just got a mouth on you. Take the Gods out of Olympus, but can't take Olympus out of the Gods. And to be fair he's getting me something in exchange for this. I ain't that charitable for my half brother."