He moved back and away, before yanking and tossing the second and final acid flask, hoping THIS one took out its mobility enhancers. He had his pulse gun in his other hand, so he could just keep circling the tables, staying clear of it. However, he was no fool, and didn't stay focused purely on the attackers, instead splitting his attention between it and his dodging.<br/><br/>fighting defensively<br/>attack 19 (+8 -2)<br/>damage 5 (6d+1)