When the Earth just vanished into dust, I felt this awful, cold dread wash over me, completely convinced everyone was truly gone this time; it was such a powerful sense of finality. Then, Dende's quiet mention of the Namekian Dragon Balls hit me with such a wild wave of hope, making me gasp and think, "Wait, there's actually a chance?" That sudden turn from utter despair to possibility was such a classic DBZ move, and I was so ready for it.