Magnar nodded. “Fury was given to me as a gift by the leader of the Clan of Dreams. It was forged to be wielded by those of their bloodline and has never connected to me as it has to you.” “What does that mean?” “That I’m not your great, great, grandfather, though I already told you that myself,” he replied with half a smile. “Your bloodline is of the Clan of Dreams. I am of the Clan of War.”
