After half a day of traveling along rugged, winding roads, the relief convoy finally arrived at the site of the landslide. Above them, dark clouds still lingered, casting a heavy gray pall over the entire landscape. The once lush green hills were now scarred, with large sections of land collapsed into gaping holes. The wooden houses with thatched roofs had been swept away, leaving only barren, desolate patches of earth. Local villagers, with tired and weary eyes, searched through the debris, desperately hoping to recover belongings or find missing loved ones.