'I need some warriors, strong, able.' [Iwa Clan]

A few years back, Mizetto would have never thought himself to be in the Iwa clan. Known for their hatred of Demons. And yet, here he was, united with a family of his past. Mizetto had to admit, being here was nice, but how he got here he only wished he could take back. He'd lost Ari, Clue, and parts of himself. It had been a harsh journey to find this place he stood now, but at least he'd survived it. And had some lessons learnt from it all, the pain he'd experienced, seeing Ari's sacrifice and losing Clue, it all made the Demon think a little more. The only way Mizetto thought he could repay Maraz for all his brother's hospitality was to work, and with his new strength, Mizetto was a good helper. He'd proven to the clan that his Earth magic was very strong, by constructing two new arms from the stone they'd given him. They worked just like normal limbs, and gave Mizetto a huge boost in strength, enough to help around in heavy lifting, of the things that weren't earth. So things were going well, any in the clan who were suspicious of the Demon, and his two daughters, soon had their distrust put to rest. Terra and Glacie were doing alright, they were as good as they could be, considering the circumstances. They spent time between Mizetto here, and their grandfather. Takeo wasn't really appreciated here. Iwa seemed to be about blood related family, anyone who was considered 'family', but who wasn't actually related, didn't seem to get their approval as much. It made Mizetto worry if Ari would be accepted her when she woke up. If she woke up. Mizetto dropped one of the loads he'd carried, new wooden logs for the set of houses being rebuilt, sighing heavily. Maraz followed, dropping his one wooden log next to the four Mizetto had carried. "Hah, gettin' tired Mizetto?" Maraz asked, between heavy breaths. Mizetto smiled a little, "Nah, you just have a spring in your step, for an old man." The Demon replied, grinning to the loud laughter of Maraz, a man Mizetto had learnt wasn't too shy of banter. 
They both stopped to look over to a sudden announcement. A group was approaching, and with them was the new Queen of Humanity. Maraz seemed more interested then Mizetto, but even the Demon was curious as to why the new Queen wanted to visit. She called out to them all, and slowly a crowd began to form. Maraz's smile was still present, but his posture became serious, that of a leader as he stepped up to reply to her highness. "We fair well. The war never caused my clan much trouble. After our enslavement, the Iwa clan has remained on the side lines of many of the conflicts. We only assisted partly with the Saints, as a favour to a friend, which included giving them supplies an' a few of our able sons." Maraz explained, gesturing out to the village. "But, it was because of the war that rebuildin' our clan has taken so long. Even so many years after that... bastard Demon King was defeated, our clan has still not recovered to it's original, impressive power." Mizetto looked out across the many broken homes, still to be rebuilt. Exitium's rule really did a number on this place, using them all as slaves, a method Mizetto himself knew quite well. Maraz bowed his head, "We would humbly accept her majesty's help, if she really wanted to give it to us. Although we can happily rebuild ourself, I'm sure we'd all love to see our Queen's strength, such a thing is pretty well respected around here."

Maraz bowed his head a little. He was willing to accept any amount of help, or none at all. Just presenting herself here before his clan made the leader grateful to the Queen. Her majesty and her counterpart, the King, were welcomed people, they were said to bring an aura of hope with them wherever they went. Mizetto remembered Maraz explaining that to him once, all the Demon did was huff quietly to himself. Sure, she had a powerful aura about her, but Mizetto wouldn't exactly call it overflowing with hope and kindness. But he didn't have a word here, he was a member by Maraz's sponsorship, talking on behalf of the Iwa clan belonged to Maraz alone. That was what Mizetto assumed was the hierarchy here, until his brother chuckled as Emeri stated her 'offer'. Then Maraz backed up a bit, slapping Mizetto on the back. "Well if it's strong warriors you're lookin' for, then my brother here is more than capable. He's seen two lifetimes of bein' an Earth magic user, an' is one of, if not the best of Iwa." Maraz stated, there were murmurs from behind, but as Mizetto listened, they were all mutterings of agreement. Mizetto chuckled awkwardly, before pulling his brother back for a whispered conversation. "So what this joke then, Maraz? Offerin' me to help her?" Mizetto asked, Maraz grinned, "Well, you amongst other strong members, I thought you'd be on board with this." Maraz replied, before seeing the lack of realisation on his brother's face, and sighing. "She's a very powerful woman, who could probably repay you for your service however you wanted. You help her, an' in return, ask her help in savin' a certain lady in your life, get me?" Maraz explained, and Mizetto's eyes widened for a moment, before nodding. Maraz slapped his back again, before turning to face Emeri once more. "It's settled! Whilst I and the more passive of my children continue to rebuild, your highness will have the assistance of Iwa, in the form of it's strongest warriors. My brother has agreed to be a peace warrior, in the name of Emeri." Maraz turned to the crowd of other Iwa's. "Does anyone pledge their strength to her highness as well?" He asked, and Mizetto turned to see a few hands go up. He then showed a smile, looking over to Emeri and bowing his head, "I look forward to helpin' yah into this new era, I've seen enough of the old one to want to make a better, new one."