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Heavy thuds hammered against the front door, echoing down the empty hallway, relentless and impatient. Riven had barely emerged from his room, the brief quiet shattered by the intrusion. His father was away in Steelridge, leaving the house to him. Another knock, sharper this time, cracked the silence. With a low sigh, he approached the door and peered through the small, warped lens of the peephole. There stood the 'Hero,' looking pale and exhausted, fingers nervously tracing the silver cap of a bottle. The visitor’s voice called out, asking if anyone was home. Riven pulled back, a cold realization settling in his chest: they weren't here for his father. They were here for him.