The cheat engine had simply... unloaded her from memory.
> TYPE NEW VALUE. SCAN.
> ARMOR_LEFT_TORSO: 9999
A coherent beam the width of a DropShip's engine exhaust lanced out. It didn't melt the Panther’s armor. It deleted it. The beam punched clean through the torso, out the other side, and carved a molten trench in the hillside behind. The Panther simply ceased to be a cohesive object, collapsing into two flaming halves.
The cheat engine window shimmered and collapsed into a single, pulsing cursor. That was three weeks ago.