It turns out Bedevalus can fly, but...

"Tch. You think reinforced glass and gravity are going to stop the mighty Bedevalus?! Make way!!" With a roar, the knight charged forward like a bull, then leapt, firing his powerful legs like pistons to fling him much higher than any ordinary human could hope to without a vaulting pole to propel them. He soared over Rebecca on the table, momentarily reveling in the look of disbelief on her previously pretty face, then dove headfirst through the bridge window.

"Bedevalus, you... you...!"

"Ha! Spit it out, woman, or you'll be talking to thin air!" Bedevalus shouted back at his opponent, wearing a cocky smirk as demonic wings sprouted from his back. The times where he got to use talents like this, he was happy for the strange fate that had put him here. It had been too long since he had challenged himself to soar through the skies!

"You forgot your paaants~!" Rebecca shouted back at him, grinning lewdly with her tongue dangling from her mouth as one of the extendable mechanical arms dangled the knight's gym shorts and briefs in one of its manipulable hands. It lifted to Rebecca's face, and she went nearly cross-eyed taking in a huge whiff of the man's workout musk. "Oh, yeah!! Now, Bedevalus, let's not be silly. If you fly away from my ship, my turrets are going to lock onto you and blast you out of the sky. Why don't you get that big weapon of yours back in here and blast me, instead?" The arms from her table had released her, and as she prowled across its surface like a feral cat on the hunt, the arms around the table began to reach for Bedevalus one after another.

The knight, hovering in the air by the power of his own wings while wielding his sword in one hand and covering (or, really, trying and failing to cover) his erection with his other, stared down the mechanical hydra of grabby hands coming for him. He had to make a tough decision...

He'd talked about his storied blade earlier, but, in reality, this was only his fifth-most storied blade. He could afford to make a sacrifice of that magnitude if it meant getting away from the women who'd just been horrifyingly pleasing herself with his smelly shorts. "Goodbye, old friend...!"

The knight cast his blade as a spinning scythe through the advancing tendrils, cutting each and every one into a shower of sparks. It came to a stop embedded in the metal just in front of the powerless captain's table, who looked at it in shocked offense. "Are you serious?! F.V., shoot down this bozo if he even thinks about taking that tasty cock of his anywhere but back in here!"

The ship's AI responded. "Commander, turrets are locked, however, be advised-"

Bedevalus didn't hear the rest of that warning, but he had a guess what it was. If the turrets referred to those huge guns he'd seen from a distance, they could probably only fire on him a certain distance from the hull of the ship itself. If he moved clinging to the side of the ship, he'd be completely off their radar. That was good, anyway, because his wings weren't suited for flying freely at this altitude in the first place. That had been a bit of a bluff...

Still...

"Clinging to this vessel like a damned cockroach with my cock out... is not going to go down in the annals as one of my proudest moments... I know a fight is waiting for me, though, and I'll fight it on display if I have to! Wait for me, Haruka..." He slowly clambered his way across the sleek metal surface of the ship with just his grip to suffice, making his way to the hangar he'd arrived in.