You know Sidnne you are like the guy on a transatlantic flight that says we are hurdling through the air at miles per minute in a pressurized tin can and if something goes wrong the sudden loss of cabin pressure will kill us, if not then the fall from thousands of feet will, if not then the inevitable fiery explosion when we crash will or maybe we will get lucky and get stuck in the plane and drown or some of us could survive all that only to be eaten by sharks maybe we will just get hijacked or the landing gear will malfunction or any number of other things. Everyone groans and silently promises that no matter what happens that guy is not going to make if off the plane. Doomsayer.

That said, Hashirama and company better show up next chapter, just to break the repetition.