"—three!" Sombra echoes in time, yanking back as hard as she can manage before gore-slicked metal gives way with screeching protest. Satisfaction entirely evident on her face despite how visceral the work is until—

Until she realizes there's nothing there. No wiring, no skeletal remnants of the Silent Horizon like she'd anticipated.

Her tongue hits the back of her teeth, a sharp little noise of frustration, as she slips around him to start digging in the void of a space where that paneling had been. "Shit. Come on..."