[Sabrina lets out a yelp as she dodges some projectile vomit from the slimes. She clings to her hat's brim before she stands up wrinkling her brows, trying to think of a solution.]
You know what? I've got an idea.
[PING!! And what appears in her hands is... A cardboard can of table salt.
Yes.
The witch prepares herself and calls over to Vergil.]
Vergil! I'm gonna count and then I'm gonna throw this. You cut!
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[Sabrina lets out a yelp as she dodges some projectile vomit from the slimes. She clings to her hat's brim before she stands up wrinkling her brows, trying to think of a solution.]
You know what? I've got an idea.
[PING!! And what appears in her hands is... A cardboard can of table salt.
Yes.
The witch prepares herself and calls over to Vergil.]
Vergil! I'm gonna count and then I'm gonna throw this. You cut!