Ascension of Zephyrus and Rowan

As the aftermath of the auction settled and the frenzied energy of bidding wars dimmed to a contented murmur, the distribution of the coveted items began. Each winner waited with bated breath, their anticipation palpable. In VIP room number four, the atmosphere was thick with expectancy as Rowan prepared to receive his prize—the Nether Grit Set.

The set was delivered in a spatial ring, a symbol of both luxury and utility, ensuring the utmost discretion and security. Rowan, his heart pounding with excitement, slipped the ring onto his finger and activated it. Inside, the Nether Grit Set awaited him, its spiky black and blue armor and accompanying Thunderstrike Glaive gleaming with a menacing beauty. Without hesitation, Rowan donned the armor, each piece fitting him as if forged with him in mind.