Chapter 15Yanos started back from this sudden and strange confrontation.
‘Who the hell are you?’ he demanded angrily.
Cassraw took advantage of the movement to step purposefully through the doorway, causing his involuntary host to step back even further.
‘Brother Cassraw, as I just told you,’ he replied simply but with the same power. He could see the young man properly now and he was not a prepossessing sight. Tall, but with a slouch that sacrificed height for menace, Yanos was blessed with an oval face that might have been good-looking were it not for the surly eyes and a mouth that apparently spent most of its time sneering. The whole was topped by long black hair which hung, dank and neglected, about his face and shoulders.
Cassraw awaited no ceremony. If he was to use this man, he
