An Owl's Rise

Once Evelyn had been brought to Vivienne's viewing box, the manager of the venue left and informed her that a staff member would be stationed outside in case she needed anything else.

"Let's see if I can find him."

Closing her eyes and slowing her breathing, Evelyn focused intently on the flow of air within the building.

Using her wind magic she carefully searched for Uriah by releasing only a minuscule amount of magical energy and letting it be carried along by the slightest breezes.

It did not give her the clearest perception of her surroundings nor did the detection range increase quickly, but it would be near impossible to detect.

If she used a more overt searching spell it would undoubtably give her away. However, with the slow moving nearly imperceptible amount of magic she was using the was little chance of her spell being noticed.

Perhaps someone more skilled in wind magic might sense what she was doing, but it was unlikely that there was anyone present that met this requirement.

Thankfully it did not take too long before Evelyn located the man she was searching for. He was nearby in another one of the floating viewing boxes that hovered above the general seating on the ground.

Evelyn had been a bit surprised when she first saw that there were small rooms, each connected only by a single, small set of stairs hanging in the air. Though, quickly she realized that they had been made using floatstones and were far from the most unusual things she had seen since being reborn in this world.

"He's still with the same people he entered the with. I suppose that box probably belongs to the Miris Sect elder accompanying him." Evelyn mused out loud.

The box in question was four away on the right from where she currently was.

In total there were twelve of these floating viewing boxes that sat above the floor and certainly had the best views of the large stage while also being private.

Currently Evelyn was in one of the two center boxes which were reserved for Vivienne and the Sect's leader respectively.

Each of the boxes had sturdy walls on three sides while the one facing the stage was made out of a transparent material Evelyn was unfamiliar with.

Of course, while she could see out with perfect clarity, no one else could see through. It was like a two-way mirror in an interrogation room.

There was all manner of protections around each of the boxes that were there to prevent eavesdropping and dampen the effects of any offensive magic cast at them.

Still, the boxes were not airtight and thus unable to stop Evelyn's discrete searching spell.

"As I thought, sound can come in, but it can't come out. I was hoping to hear what they were saying, but I'll just have to make do with monitoring his movements."

Thanks to the enchantments of the rooms, it was impossible for Evelyn to bring any sound from within back to her.

Even if someone were to yell at the top of their lungs, not even a muffled cry would escape these viewing boxes.

Nevertheless, the sounds from outside the boxes made their way in with ease and the acoustics were exceptional. Another one of the enchantments on the room to increase the enjoyment viewers had while watching any of the performances displayed on stage.

Speaking of which, the troupe of renowned entertainers that were currently visiting the Miris Sect's territory finally walked onto the stage.

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The open act was apparently going to be a play reenacting the founding of the Miris Sect. It seemed that this troupe knew how to appeal to its audience.

Naturally Evelyn had no interest in the theatrics and kept most of her attention on observing Uriah and his companions with her wind magic.

What little she did keep track of pertained to the use of magic in the production.

The special effects utilized spell craft were far and away better than anything Evelyn had ever seen on Earth. Though one aspect really caught her attention.

All of the performers wore an amulet that allowed them to use wind or sound magic to alter their voices or project them farther without needing to strain their vocal cords.

Wondering if she could do the same, Evelyn began practicing changing the sound her voice and found that it was relatively simple to accomplish.

In the past before she could take human form, she had used wind magic to create sounds similar to speech but had not needed it since evolving into a tyrant rank beast.

By revisiting this magic, she was able to alter it slightly and use it to change her voice. She found that it was easy to mimic people she had heard often, and even just changing her pitch and timber a bit made a huge difference.

'This could come in handy if I ever need to disguise myself. I honestly can't believe I didn't think of it sooner.'

As Evelyn mentally chided herself for not exploring possible utility aspects of her magic, she felt Uriah stand up from his seat.

The opening performance had just ended and there was currently an intermission to allow people some time to discuss the play, go to the restroom, or grab refreshments.

"He's leaving the box. But why?" Evelyn said, her expression mildly confused.

If he wanted anything to eat or drink it would be simple to request the staff member that was on standby to cater to the box's occupants. As for needing to relieve himself, that should have been a nonissue. Anyone that reached the mage rank for humans, or the awakened rank for beasts gained bodies that would eventually convert all absorbed matter into magical energy.

Leaving no waste that needed to be expelled.

Still, Evelyn may have been slightly surprised, but this did offer her an opportunity.

"Let's see where he's heading and what he is getting up to."