Outside, we see the pub explode in fire, glass shattering out, as Chadwick looks on.
And in the middle of the pub, sitting around their table, the Apostles of Steven Baxter sit, unharmed. The floorboards are blackened, the chairs all around are bent and mangled, the windows are gone and the sunlight streams in. Jude stares at Steve as a chandelier crashes to the floor behind them.
"Well. Maybe two."