The mutants didn't see them coming. They were so confused about why their prey was not paralyzed. They didn't expect a group of children to come out of the bushes and start a riot.
Mickey reached the nearest mutant before it could even turn around. She didn't have a sword, so she just used her enhanced strength to pick up a fallen log_ a massive, water-logged thing that weighed at least two hundred pounds! She swung it like an ordinary baseball bat.
CRACK!
The log hit the hound in the ribs, sending it flying through a tree tree before it hit the ground with a wet thud.
"Home run!" Mickey cheered, running around in circles. "Did you see that? I hit a real mutant beast, everyone's going to be so jealous when they hear this."
In her excitement, she failed to notice a hound that almost bit her head off. Ala fired a weapon just in time to save Mickey.
"Hey cheerleader, battle stance." Ala screamed.
