The soft skin or so that is what it felt like comes in contact with the fleshy blade, the blade cuts clean through her left arm, seeming to grow a little as it seems to suck whatever blood on it, making it dry flesh once again, the succubus screams in agony, apparently surprised that her exterior was cut so easily, she turns her face to Akiada, letting out a loud hiss as she sinks her fangs into Akiada' shoulder, drawing blood from him and trying to grip him with her right hand, the barrel labeled CNR was now violently shaking, it fell over, rolling on the sand, upturning sand as it shook.