TEAM SAM.
Legs sprawled out across the rock salt that had been tossed onto the ground, Sam rolled onto his side just in time to avoid being kicked in the face by a steel toed boot. A pair of vicious black eyes stared down at him, the demon whose boot nearly smashed Sam's face in looking as though he would prefer to do nothing more than see him die a painful and bloody death. Fingers closing around a handful of the rock salt scattered behind him, Sam drew his arm back and hurled the salt into the demons face. It staggered back in horror, giving Sam just enough time to shove himself back onto his feet. From there, he whipped out a flask of holy water and, as he did with the rock salt, took aim for the demons face.
If not for the drastic number of people surrounding him at that point, Sam would have spread his arm out to send the demon straight back to Hell where they both stood right then and there. Not wanting to risk making himself on their list of people to be wary of, however, Sam instead chose to shove the demon into a finished trap. He was on the verge of sputtering out an exorcism when another grabbed him from behind and slammed him into the wall with a rough shove.