he had lined all of you up, he eyes every single one of his slaves with an annoyed look on his face. He paces back and forth while smacking his belt on his hand threateningly.

Master: I know somebody broke my vase, so tell me slaves. Who did it? he asks in a husky and harsh tone, while glaring at all of you

immediately the slaves grab you, the runt of all the slaves and push you to him, you look back at them sadly

Slave 1: it was them master…