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The ceiling fan whirred feebly, emitting a grating groan as it struggled to turn. Pushing open the door, Heather's gaze fell upon the figure behind the counter.,Izenna turned her head and saw a young man with an obscured face, carrying five boxes of sparkling water in each hand, walking steadily towards them.,The young man named Heather struck three robbers in quick succession with punches that moved at near-instantaneous speed, delivering blows with force exceeding two tons each, all within less than half a second.。