Pablo stood up from the floor, did some stretching and finally looked at his slaves.
"You all are coughing so much. Take this."
Pablo threw something towards his slaves.
The slaves felt something on their feet and all of them picked it up.
The room was covered with smoke and the slaves couldn't see what Pablo had given them.
"What is this, sir?" Nike asked.
"They are called masks. Wear them on your face. It will save you from this smoke." Pablo revealed.
He had a mask on his face as well.
It was the mask soldiers wore on earth. The one which had a filter.
"How do I wear this?" Hena asked. She was getting accustomed to speaking now.
"Just put it on your face and there is a strap. Figure it out. You are not kids." Pablo gave some directions.
The slaves listened to him and did what he said.
They all brought the masks closer to their face and with mediocre difficulty they finally wore it.
