wildcard!!

[ who knows what physical cues achilles may have seen for him to approach this stranger in the manner he had. maybe it was the look in his eyes, the stance he took, or some other promising aspect of his appearance or behavior. whether the case is, he is all but prepared to give him an appropriate fight. naturally, here, he lacked his usual weaponry. doesn't have access to his noble phantasm, or anything else, but he presumes with his current body— he didn't need it.

hence, he merely prepares his stance for his next move, he crouches down, if just to jump up, enough to try and throw a combo of kicks in the direction of the stranger, an easy smile spreading across his lips as he does. ]

Let's have a fair fight! [ because suddenly, this isn't about farming or anything else at all...

what a more charming way to meet someone. a meet cute... ]