Lightning

He raised his feathered hands and a dozen bolts of lightning struck around the plaza. Yosuke danced just to avoid getting his feet blown off. Where each bolt struck, the concrete melted into slag. And then each puddle of slag began to rise.
A dozen lightning bolts made a dozen goopy melty liquid stone dudes, each one looking like it was putting considerable effort into holding itself together, shambling slowly towards Yosuke.