Luke staggers slightly under the assault of the Hobgoblin's gas. He glares balefully up at the Hob's glider and holds his breath. Of course, attacked by a flying idiot
Luke takes two steps back and runs in to a brick wall. Literally.
He grins savagely. Bet you don't see this coming Gobby.
He runs toward the flying menace and jumps up mightily, executing a flawless layup. One fist clenched tight, one hand stretching towards the Hobgoblin.