That evil little thing and her powers

Splash! 

"Mmmmm!" Gertrude woke up from her mini-slumber of sleep when Nathaniel threw the water on her face, making her glare at him.

"You are such a disobedient woman, aren't you? I told you in a clear voice and simple words, didn't I? No sleep for you. Let's see how long you can go without sleeping and giving your powers the time to relax," Nathaniel increased the power of the torture machine he developed from scratch to extract and steal witches' powers.

"You do know what you are doing is wrong, right? This is unethical," Gertrude shook violently in her seat, and Nath shrugged.

"Is it my fault? You guys are the ones who keep calling me a mixed breed. I help other witches just fine to fulfill my duty as a white witch.