He pulled the handle on the driver's side, letting go of the wheel and shifting his weight onto the leg headed towards the ground. Sam surveyed the group coming out of the building, his eyes darted over to each one, trying to figure out the one he would like to take on. They did not look as threatening as Cannonball first thought, but maybe that was the alcohol affecting his judgment. Finally setting his eyes on his target, the wiry man with superhuman strength, he walked by Logan's side. "Four against four, huh?" he said, speaking to no one in particular.
His blast field was already enveloping his body, Sam willed the thermochemical release of the energy, covering him in an soft orange glow. He would wait until Logan signaled or the opposing group made a move.