Chapter 136. The Trip: pt. 2

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.

Ricard stepped out of the luxury SUV, his dark suit starkly contrasting with the devastation before him. Emma followed closely behind, wearing a thick, modest coat. Her eyes revealed a flicker of shock at the sight of such destruction. Despite having heard about the disaster’s impact, seeing it firsthand left her breathless. Cries of grief, shouts for missing family members, echoed all around. The atmosphere was heavy, no