As the convoy rumbled through the snow, Ethan sat in silence, his mind racing. He looked out at the vast, desolate white landscape.
"Is there any way to find more of those flowers, Crul? Can we track them?" Ethan said.
[Only destiny can answer that, Master. But we can try to tilt the scales. However, you must not be the one to look for them. These spiritual plants are incredibly rare and sensitive; they can sense your presence and your intent. If you approach with the desire to harvest them, they will hide or vanish before you even get close,] Crul said.
"So I have to stay away?" Ethan said.
[Exactly. Don't tell Jason or Albert what they are looking for. Let them move naturally. If they find something strange, something that calls to them without the pressure of your direct intent, the flowers might reveal themselves. You must distance yourself from the hunt to allow the luck of others to manifest,] Crul said.
