"It's still a little rough, but..." She met his gaze, then shrugged. "Water balloons. Filled with holy water, laced with rock salt. We create a distraction at one corner, complete with fire and balloons, then this Faith and whoever else - maybe Balthazar - gets in from the other corner and gets the people out, armed with more balloons. It's a way to save ammo and still hurt the hell out of hellhounds and demons alike." It was a start, anyway.