Ass: Officially handed to him. John struggled to get to his hands and knees, surveyed for his teammates, then moved to stand. He kept his feet busy, avoiding the spotlights while he called to Sam, "You should take out its peepers, Cannonball!" It's big glowing eyes roved over the ground. Even if the bastard that was on top of them didn't see them by his own glow, the oncoming attackers might. They should head for the woods. "Anyone wanna take cover, or?" He gestured rapidly at the group of trees. Despite it being the place the Sentinels were coming from, he felt it might be the best place to be. Getting smashed by a tree or a Sentinel's foot - same difference. He glanced to Rogue, wondering if she had any tricks up her sleeves. It hadn't been too often that anyone in the Brotherhood had to deal with anything metallic. Magneto usually covered that.