As Kalfu returned to the main ballroom, he thought of a most fitting way to make the couple pay for what they had done. Should it be a long-term curse? Or should it be something just fierce and mind-breaking? They took the lives of children who trusted them to fill their pockets. So it had to be something deserving of scum such as them. Just as he walked past one of the other nobles, he overheard them speaking. "It looks like the entertainment for the evening was canceled at the last minute. The musical ensemble was supposed to be quite good, too. Quite a pity." he said before lifting her glass to her lips and sipping her drink like a snobbish noble usually does.

Kalfu rubbed his chin as he suddenly got a rather good idea. He would be the one providing the entertainment tonight free of charge. But with everyone's attention on the performance he had in mind, he could do what needed to be done and take his time with it. As he was scheming and planning, a gentle hand fell upon his shoulder, which made him snap his head around to see Celestia reeling back slightly. She noticed the rather unsettling change in his eyes, which were still that wicked dark purple. "Kalfu..? Are you feeling alright? You look a little…unhinged at the moment…".

Kalfu blinked a few times before rubbing at his eyes a bit before responding with a smile. "Oh, I am fine, princess. Some nobles were insulting me because of how young I looked. It's nothing I can't handle." he said as he waved a hand dismissively. Celestia arched her brow before looking around. "If you care to point them out, I can have a couple of guards take of them. This is an evening of delight and comradery. I will not tolerate that behavior.".

Kalfu shook his head again before changing to the subject. "I heard that the entertainment for tonight is a no-show. You know, I'd be happy to provide it myself. It would be no trouble. I believe it would be a rather..rousing good time for all. It would allow me to show off a piece of my land's culture.". Celestia rubbed her chin as a look of intrigue came across her face. The boredom of the same old group was getting somewhat tiresome each year. And she wanted something different. "Very well, Kalfu. I am curious to see what you will provide for my guests tonight. Do what you need to do to prepare in the stage hall. I am excited to see what you have planned.".

And that is precisely what he did. He began setting up the stage hall to have plenty of room for the guests to dance, as it would be that kind of party now. He wanted the guests to be so involved that they wouldn't notice one or two of them suddenly missing. While he was setting up, Rarity entered the room before she spotted Kalfu setting things up. She watches with genuine curiosity before leaning closer and over his shoulder. "So this is where you have been hiding, handsome~. You are a hard one to find. You disappear and reappear like a ghost." she said with a giggle as she looked him up and down, admiring the outfit she had made for him even more now that he was wearing it.

Kalfu chuckled before he turned to look at her. Her own outfit was simply fantastic on her as well. Then again, no matter what she wore, Kalfu thought she looked terrific in it. She just had that natural beauty where she could look good in anything. "I am providing the entertainment for tonight since the original group flaked. I think you will like what I have for this little party. And at no cost to the princess." he said as his eyes flashed that same purple once more. Rarity touched her chest with a light gasp as she heard, "Oh wow ~ .What a generous thing to do! Such a sweet boy~." she said as she was genuinely proud of him for making such a willing sacrifice for everyone's enjoyment. If only she knew what this whole charitable gesture was for…

Everything was set up an hour later, and all the guests were in the stage hall. As soon as everyone focused on the stage, the lights went out for a minute before Kalfu's voice could be heard over a microphone. "Mares and gentlestallions, tonight's entertainment will be provided by yours truly. Be ready to dance your souls away into oblivion and enjoy yourselves. Now, let the fun begin!" he said as he flared his hand to the side with his cane in hand.

With a sudden flash of green fire, a whole orchestra of skeletons in tuxedos and a few ghostly beauties in black burlesque outfits appeared on the stage. The fiery entrance made any loose fabric in the room flail up slightly before the undead orchestra began to play the music that Kalfu had ordered them to. The guests cheered and clapped as they gathered and picked their dance partners. Kalfu leaped off the stage before strolling up to Rarity and offered his hand to her with a smile. "Looks like you get that ballroom dance after all…" he said with a chuckle.

As the dance of death begins, Kalfu suddenly splits off into multiple copies of himself that only his intended targets can see. As they are dancing, a black and green portal opens up under their feet before skeletal arms pull them in, covering their mouths before their screams can be heard. And just like that, they were taken off the dance floor. And only Kalfu knows where they will end up.

The stallion woke up to find his limbs tied to the harness of four spectral horses while his wife was hung in a tree by thick chains, the copies of Kalfu holding studded and spiked cats of nine tails before the document in charge made his way into the secluded garden that he had them kept in. He circled his prey as he watched them struggle and scream. But their cries were still muffled by the skeletal hands that covered their muzzles. They gazed upon their captive with fear and anger, but it was only fear after Kalfu began speaking, his eyes glowing dark purple once more.

"For your crimes against the innocence of youth, I condemn you both to total obliteration. Your souls will be eradicated, as you don't even deserve damnation. But first…I will bestow upon you a living hell reserved for those like you…" Kalfu slowly raised his hand as a longer whip appeared in his grip. With a firm crack, the horses snorted and flared their nostrils before moving forward, pulling and tearing at the stallion's limbs while the other copies started to lash the nine tails upon the mare. The skeleton hands still muffled their cries as their suffering began.

All this happened while Kalfu was still dancing with Rarity, the orchestra kicking up the music to ensure nothing could be heard outside the room. Everyone was so engrossed and consumed by the music as they danced the night away. The wild ballroom dancing only reached a fever pitch when the instrumentals hit a bit harder, which, at the same time, the punishment Kalfu was dealing with the two captives only got even worse. At this point, the stallion's limbs started to tear and rip from his torso as the horses continued to try and pull away from the cracking whip. The clones continue to lash at the mare's body over and over, leaving deep gashes over and over again as blood splatters on the ground below her writhing body as she hangs from the chains.

As the music slows down, Kalfu gazes into Rarity's eyes with a smile as they breathe heavily for a moment or two while they catch their breath. Rarity's heart was beating rapidly, not just from the dancing, but she realized that her playful flirting with him was more than active. She genuinely fell for the voodoo king as he knew exactly how to make her swoon. "Kalfu..this night truly has been the most wonderful I have ever had. Thank you for spending it with me~," she said as they slowly spun around to the music, enjoying its slowed portion before it sped back up.

Back in the garden, there was a sickening rip of flesh and bone as the limbs of the stallion were torn from his body. He lets out an agonizing cry of pain as his torso wiggles and squirms as he starts to bleed out slowly while the mare now hangs there on the chains with her body nearly torn apart from all the lashes she had received. The clones soon grabbed what remained of them. They strung them up on a tree in the central garden, pitchforking their remains in a dead tree after carving out their eyes and carving Kalfu's signature mark upon their foreheads, the circle with an 'X' over it before painting the same mark on the ground in their blood in front of the tree.

As the music came to an end, the clones disappeared just in time as guards came around from their patrol to see the utter massacre that was placed upon the greedy murderers." Oh my sweet Celestia…" one of them said as they were about to vomit from the gruesome display, the others running off to gather more guards and to tell the princess what they had just stumbled upon. The deed was done. And the children had been given the closure that they needed.

As the act became more and more apparent to the guests, a crowd started gathering in the garden to see what had happened. Not only was this an act of revenge. But this was also a warning to corrupted nobles who dared to repeat similar actions against those less fortunate. As the garden below became more busy, Kalfu stood atop one of the upper walls of the castle, the wind blowing through his hair and bellowing out his coat as the moon showed behind him and the souls of the foals stood on either side of him. But, their burns and disfigurements no longer plagued them as they could now move on properly.

Celestia lifted her head towards the sky, wondering who could have done such a heinous act upon castle grounds. Her eyes soon fall upon Kalfu as she notices him watching the scene below. Their eyes locked for a moment, which felt like an eternity; she saw his gaze flash that dark purple once more before he vanished in a puff of green fire, the souls of the foals only visible for a moment to the princess before they disappeared along with him.

"There is no way that this was his doing…right? I mean, I watched saw him dancing with one of his friends…" Celestia said to herself as she tried to rack her brain with how all this happened. It was like a ghost committed all this. And wherever that ghost was, it was long gone, leaving no evidence of what it had done.

After the night had finally settled down, Kalfu made his way home after spending a little more time with Rarity before taking her back home. Once he made it home, he kicked off his boots before flopping on his couch with an exhausted huff. He was just about to fall asleep when there was a knock at his door. He lets out a tired groan of annoyance before he gets up and slowly walks over to the door and opens it. There stood Celestia with her arms folded under her chest and a look of questionable anger on her face. "Are you the one who butchered those two…?" she asked, hoping that what he said next was the answer she was wanting…

Alrighty everyone. That's twelve acts down. But don't you worry. This story is far from done. I am just taking a little break to take care of some RL stuff. And then I shall pick it back up. Just figured this would be a good stopping point for now.

May the darkness grant you peace.