One hundred power. I can multiply my physical abilities by a hundred. Typically, anyway.

[He breathes, realizing that that's definitely what's made him even more tired. Supping up your body and running around like a giant grasshopper would have sufficed as an answer.]

M'just a little more tired, is all.

[Except the problem is that he'd strained his wounds, of course. But like he'd admit that.]