Ezra was just looking for a moment before she spoke, "I know where it is, it is just... I cannot get it myself. Strong magic keeps me away from it. Done by the old demon lords who sealed me away, seeing me as a threat. All because of their own folly. Did you know... I use to be a demon lord once upon a time... Long before you were born. I had a family - a husband that I adored and a daughter that I loved. And they were taken from me by... that Crimson Lord at the time. My husband was stripped of his title, his memories, and banished to the mortal realm. My daughter... my six year old daughter was murdered before my eyes. Needless to say I lost control; I went berserk and even to this day I don't regret it. Your great-great grandfather had been one of the few on my side at the time, who had known why I had done what I did thanks to his ability to see into the past, but all of the others were wrapped around the Crimson Lord's figure. The only reason I know of where my weapon is is thanks to your grandfather. He told me; as his way of apologizing for not being able to help more. I was sealed away within Purgatory and.... that is a never ending life of torture and torment. Yet I rose above it all and became who I am now."