A cheerful imp jumped into the hall and started hopping around the tables. Many were confused, but among those sitting in the tavern was a righteous man - he cast a spell that threw the imp away... it flew to the center of the hall and, angered, smashed a flask. Fire poured out of the flask, immediately filling the entire hall. Many died. And many of those were sinners. + a soul in the cauldron.
The waitress, however, was apparently not in the hall, otherwise she would have been burned too.
"Okay, let's get out of here..." I said to the waitress, grabbed her hand, and led her to the window. By this time, the fire had almost engulfed the entire building. We climbed out the window, and a crowd had gathered near the tavern, trying to put out the fire.