Cliff was still trying to control his gasping breath because he had just vomited all of his stomach contents, but the smell of burning flesh was still very disturbing to his sense of smell.

"Didn't I tell you to get out of here immediately?" Cliff looked up at someone towering standing in front of him. He was the figure of his father who, from his gaze, looked annoyed at Cliff, who went against what he said earlier.

"Why don't you obey me?" he added again, Cliff swallowed his saliva realizing his actions had annoyed his father. For the umpteenth time, Cliff was afraid to see his father's irises shining redder...