Shuriken

Jiraiya formed back up around him. Where Yosuke was panicking and flying by the seat of his pants, Jiraiya projected the same steady confidence as always. He brought his hands in close, then sent them wide, tossing out a couple of massive shurikens as he did so. The impact they made as they slammed one after the other into the chicken's back was intense, actually buckling under their force.
The chicken peered over its shoulder, glaring at Yosuke.
"Bawk..."
Yosuke damn near shit himself.