His vision was still blurry and his heat sense wasn’t really helping much yet either however he could still feel the kid walking toward him. All three of them. Sam blinked and his vision shifted towards the dumpster he was holding. The kid was still advancing meaning he didn’t slip on the vomit as he had hopped meaning this dumpster he was holding onto was a great convenience.

He felt the kid cock the hand up all three of them and while he could see or feel exactly where the guy was when he looked up he saw the hand coming towards him. Sam closed his eyes and willed some ice to push the dumpster he was holding onto. The dumpster was pushed out and by extension pushing him backward and where Sam’s head was a second ago was the corner of a dumpster.

Stumbling back Sam tried once again to get his head straight by shaking his head a few times. Ears still ringing his sixth sense started to focus without the triple vision meaning even if his sight was blurred he’d still be able to see everything around him. ”Guess I got to take you seriously then don’t I?” Sam said laughing.

Terry wasn't happy when Cold Steel blocked his punch with that dumpster. The contact with his chain covered fist and a metal dumpster didn't feel too good as he took a moment to massage his fist. It seemed that his opponent had more left in the tank than he realized. He probably should have known better than to underestimate the leader X-Men so easily. This guy probably had more experience in battle than he did by the proverbial country mile. 

”Guess I got to take you seriously then don’t I?”

That laugh of his was really annoying. His carefree attitude from the get go was also pretty infuriating. It felt as if this guy thought that everyone else there was beneath the powers of the all power leader of the X-Men. "Do you always do that stupid laugh when you are serious?" Terry asked rhetorically as he started walking towards him once again. He then went up to him and delivered another punch with the chain wrapped fist.