Smirking, Jester suddenly lifted up a nearby couch in one hand. With the sofa — now a three-meter long blunt instrument — in hand, he announced to the lobby:
“I can’t teach you respect, but I can teach you how fleeting you really are. I’m going to smash in the head of your trusted ‘chief ’ with this piece of furniture — not even a weapon. Then I’m going to break the legs of everyone of you who tries to run, in order. I can break about ten at a time. If you all make a break for it on ‘go,’ a few of you might make it.”
Cackling, Jester took another step closer to the chief. He was already in sofa range.

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 2, Chapter 3 ("Day 1, Early Dawn")