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Chapter 792

Chapter 792

“Gaze” was hailed as the most difficult piece in the Devil’s Trilogy, infamous for its opening passage alone. Unlike ordinary compositions that progress step by step, gradually

increasing in difficulty, Gaze began at the peak-immediately plunging the performer into its infernal challenge.

For most violinists, even the very first notes were impossible, let alone the entire piece.

The judges had already braced themselves for Sharon’s failure right at the start.

Yet, to their astonishment, she played those impossibly complex notes with ease. So effortlessly, in fact, that it felt as though Gaze were nothing more than a simple,

unremarkable tune.

Her movements showed no sign of strain; each gesture flowed naturally, as fluid and seamless as running water.

From the audience, Maestro Warner and his students stared in disbelief.

Some compositions could be adapted across different instruments, and although Reina and the others specialized in instruments other than the violin, they had all struggled with

Gaze. Even if they managed to survive the brutal opening, the later passages were nearly

insurmountable.

So how was Sharon playing it so effortlessly?

Was she acting?

was the

momentarily stunned as he

monitor.

reassured himself, his

not impossible. Plenty of competent

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manage it.

where the climax and conclusion demanded not only flawless technique but a profound,

instrument.

be executed with

tense, and the

way, perfection would

every note with unerring precision. Not a single mistake. Her execution was not even inferior to

she truly possessed

he might, he could not identify a single flaw. If she maintained this level of perfection until the

in

against a virtual novice was, for a master of

defeat.

parity with

a passage, Sharon shifted a key

Harry’s heart leapt.

difficulty. Raising it, however, increased the challenge exponentially, rendering the

impossible to execute cleanly.

had faltered. He was going

realizing. Only then did Harry notice the cold sweat soaking through the back of his shirt, his nerves