1291 The Return of The Samurai.

After the commander exited the meeting room and closed the door behind him, the Luminaris still seemed sorrowful.

"Are you thinking about them?" Luminari elder Hognora asked with a bitter smile as he eyed Jakrka.

"Sigh..." Jakrka merely gave him a somber look before he closed his eyes.

Memories of the horror his city went through kept flashing in his mind, making it impossible for his heart to remain settled.

He lost all of his family members to the demons' invasion, from his wife to his two children.

As the man of the family, he was already ashamed that he was one of the few Luminaris that managed to avoid the demons' clutches.

But he was still hanging on by a thin string of hope that his family might not be dead yet even when they were kidnapped by the demons.

"Do you think we should request help from these people?" One of the Luminaris suggested with a soft tone.