“Ilska has my blood running through her veins. She is dragon-born, and so can manifest something of me within her. Strength and fury, among other things. Your abilities will be different, depending on which god is your ancestor. But which god flows within you? That is the question,” Lik-Rifa said. “There were many gods: Snaka the serpent. Me, the dragon.” She paused and ran a palm across her sleek hair. “Orna the eagle,” she sneered. “Ulfrir the wolf, Berser the bear, Rotta the rat, Svin
