. . . Mavis had no idea who she was, but Lilith did. Her only purpose in the dammed city was to survive, and each day that it passed it felt like a hell of an achievement, her innocent perception of the world slowly slipping away. Lilith wouldn't have let that happen, though. She would've kept it-which is why she was gone. Mavis' origins are strange and scattered, much like the thunderstorm that goes on in her head, much like the unexplainable powers she yields. Nothing like Grisha, nothing natural. It would teach her that only the dead had seen the end of war, and she would be the first walking corpse . . .