Sam figured, if the wolf was going to leap up to bite her neck, the trick was to duck down and raise the sword overhead. Still being off balance though from her new breasts, she stumbled a bit, throwing her other arm into the air instinctually to steady herself. She got the wolf real good with the sword, and it collapsed in a heap, but not before absolutely savaging her left arm.
She screamed, and started running, glancing back now and then to be sure the wolf wasn't coming. Her clothes didn't fit right, she was off balance, and loosing what certainly seemed like a lot of blood, but she wasn't certain the wolf was down and just had to keep moving. Eventually she staggered her way to the edge of a small village, where hopefully she could find some help.