You know the only thing that can kill a mountain lion is a bear, and the only bear is on top of the mountain, so you better find that bear.
You rush right up to the bear, and the bear rushes the mountain lion, but the bear has to go through you to get to the mountain lion, and in doing so, the bear TOTALLY KICKS YOUR ASS, but not before it also punches your husband in the face.
Then, IF YOU ARE LUCKY, the bear leaps on the mountain lion and they are locked in epic battle until finally the two of them roll off a cliff edge together, and the mountain lion is dead.
Right now, I’m slowly and steadily walking back down the mountain, but I still see the nasty mess that lion left behind- and I’m often looking over my shoulder, convinced I hear it tracking me for its next attack.