Magda lets out a gasp as Anton’s spell takes hold. Her eyes roll back, and with a groan the bloated hag slumps to the filthy floor, her massive form hitting the ground with a loud 'thud'
"Impossible!!!" The older hag whimpers with disbelief. She, too, felt the bite of the life draining sword, and now her hands tremble as she raises them slowly
"Wait" she rasps. "Spare us, and I’ll make it worth your while. Treasures, knowledge, secrets... we will do everything you ask" she then delivers a warning, looking at you with her milky-white eyes "You don't want to kill a hag of the forest. Our dying curse will rot your luck till the end of your days"