Lena turns to jog after Sombra, still not trusting the various walls closing in around them. She trots uphill, keeping pace easily in spite of the head-start she had gotten. She almost doesn't hear the other woman's panicked prompting. She picks up speed to try and catch up, the distance widening with every step she seems to take.

"No, no, no--Azúcar!"

This wasn't going to work. She couldn't close the gap. Instinctively, she blinks forward--

--but she never comes back out.