Okay, so apparently 'flail madly with a weapon' really wasn't the best defense ever, since Wally felt one or maybe more of the cat's claws dig into his side a bit, but he did manage to hit it in return. And hard enough that the cat even backed off for a moment, which gave the other guy time to get up as well.

Wally hesitated for a moment at the suggestion they should run, since it was just a cat and he'd dealt with worse and running, while something he was good at, felt kinda lame under those conditions. But, well... the other guy didn't seem like he'd be able to handle himself that well, not to mention looking a bit shell shocked by the whole thing. Getting out of there would probably be a good idea.

"Okay," he said, still watching the cat as best he could. "You go first, I'll follow and hold it off if it tries something." Here's to hoping the cat wasn't freakishly smart as well as being just freakish.