While poor Victor was getting the crap kicked out of him, Hilary had realized she was the only responsible person standing between a werewolf beastie and Susan & Company.
Her hand reached into her basket. "You smell like a dead wet dog. What did you do, take a swim in a septic tank?"
The wolf's eyes seemed to glow brighter as it prepared to charge. "You'll make a good appetizer!"
Just as it jumped onto Hilary it shrieked in pain as it shook and collapsed , knocking the girl to the floor. Hilary scrambled away from the twitching monster and in her hand was a taser. "I found it in my mom's purse. Isn't it cool?"
Why she hadn't used it earlier was beyond anyone, but then she still had other goodies in that basket. She stood up and after making sure she had her things again, she jumped onto of the wolf's head, smashing its face into the floor. It wasn't dead, but Hilary really hoped that hurt. "Oh man, I bet if we all jump on it, his head will squish like a melon! Come on!"
The children Susan carried looked at her in shock and horror. Hilary realized then that she was going to gain a rep at school she'd never shake.
It would be legendary.
She grinned maliciously and hopped off the wolf's head before running to the door. "Come on! We have a damsel to save!"