Setsuo darted from rock to rock, the heat almost unbearable. Why did the Reikage send him here? He hated the heat. Not to mention all the lava. He was a storm kind of guy. His specialty had always lain in being fast and striking with deadly accuracy. He was lightning.  And he worked best alone. Now he was saddled with a partner. Granted. She was pretty. Still. She would slow him down. Everyone slowed him down. Granted. His jutsu were all used to accelerate his speed. Either way he was pissed. His boots hit the rock on a cliff overlooking the village. His green eyes gleamed brown in the orange light from the active volcanic terrain. He checked his swords to ensure they slid easily from their sheaths. They and his summoning scrolls were all he'd brought with him. He figured he wouldn't need much else. He stood and waited. His team was supposed to meet him here. "Guess it's a waiting game now. I seriously hope they get here soon. It's so effing hot here."