You use your belt

In a burst of adrenaline and and inspiration you suddenly remember that you have a belt on. It's the only thing on you that comes close to a real weapon. The belt was a very expensive birthday present from Leyla. It's made of real exotic leather, black as the darkest night with a belt buckle made of sterling silver. Since your life is more worth for you than a stupid belt, you pull it out of your pants and prepare for your attack.

With an angry and to be honest, panicked scream you jump on the monster's back and put the belt around its neck to **** it. As you hoped the creature roars in rage but can't reach her back. Or at least not with enough strength to pull you off. You try to get a hold of its hair but the creature is not as stupid as you hoped. It throws itself with its back to the hillside and squeezes you painfully between it. All air is pressed out of your lugs and you begin to see stars. You lay there defenselessly. All you know is that you are back on top of the hillside thanks to the creature.

Growling and with a murderous look in the yellow eyes, the creature crawls over you. Then it opens its enormous mouth to bite your head off. You see no chance to win but at least you can make it difficult for the creature to kill you. And if there is a God who loves you, the creature maybe will lose interest in you. As the wolf-like head comes down, you use all your remaining strength for one final blow. Your belt is loosely wrapped around your hand so that you can use the belt buckle as a brass knuckle.

The blow hits the creature at the side of it's face. But what happens next is unexpected. Instead of brushing off your attack away like all the other times, the creature stumbles back and holds its bloody cheek, and screams louder than ever before. This time it's not an angry, aggressive roar. Its scream is like a piece of glass scratching a blackboard. The scream is full of pain and fear. You can hardly believe that your weak blow deals more damage to the beast than bumping into the trees at high speed a few minutes ago.

The creature stumbles back a step too far and loses the ground under its feet. It falls down the hillside and tries to get a hold on a big nearby rock but it just pulls the rock with it. You don't know what has happened but the creature doesn't come back. You only hear angry snorting and growling from the bottom of the hillside. To be honest you don't have the energy to think about it anymore.

The pain and exhaustion from the last half-hour are too much for you. Darkness embraces you as you lose consciousness. You don't even notice sliding down the hillside and manage only by sheer luck to stay out of reach of the beast.