Wash hits the ground running and goes, keeping an eye on York all the while - this much teleporting can't be easy for him, and he's not about to leave York behind-

Which is when something the size of a fucking kraken snags York. Wash turns on a dime, already gathering magic and hurling wind at the tentacle. It slices into the appendage, leaving it bleeding darkness, but it's not enough - Wash isn't focused enough, the Nox is too big, and York is getting further away by the second-

"York!"