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There were few things in this world more powerful than a gear. They are monstrous terrible creatures capable of ear and famine. Kept at bay by the holy knights and fought to extinction. Gears remain an omnipresent threat in the back of humanity’s mind. All this is to say that when I say there is one thing stronger than a gear, that you will believe the severity of that statement. Because the one thing in this whole that is stronger than a gear, is Ramlethal’s love for burgers. She could eat them morning, noon and night and would if she could figure out where to get them. But today was her lucky day, in a happenstance she had acquired two burgers. Ram traipsed her way back to the house, burger in hand. The amount of enthusiasm she was showing was unusual for her. To those ignorant it was the barest hint of a smile and a small pep in her step. Her tanned face curled with the faintest of smiles and her amber eyes focused with an unusual energy. Her cape ivory cap fluttered behind her