Midir was upon his side, resting in a giant pool of water inside the dark chasm. His breath was heavy; eyes closed as he was seemingly in a deep rest. The sight was oddly serene, peaceful in how he slumbered with the surrounding decay; the corruption that had ate away at his body. It was... a shame really, that you had come here to slay him; to end his corrupted mind, and rotting form.

You could take a few moments to appreciate the once grand beast, couldn't you? To allow the dragon whatever fractured slumber he could have. This great guardian who had served his duty well...