Cracks

Terry spent the next day resting, and then when night came, he crossed the portal and headed to the enemy's base. Just as he had expected, the nights were pretty cold in the desert. Still, he ignored that… even though he saw some signs of ice forming around, he didn't feel that bad, thanks to his magic resistance.

As night falls, the temperature in the desert plummets, descending to levels that belie the fiery embrace of the sun that ruled the day. The arid air, deprived of the sun's radiant warmth, surrenders its heat to the surrounding atmosphere. The rapid cooling sets the stage for the delicate dance of condensation and crystallization.

As the air cools, it reaches its dew point, the temperature at which it can no longer retain the moisture it holds during the day. This moisture, previously absorbed by the parched desert soil and plants, now rises as invisible vapor, seeking refuge in the frigid heights above.