Good thing Allen's left hand is resilient, not that he's in any state of mind to be appreciative right now.

"He's Alma!"

The alarm bells are still shrilling, but he just can't stand by and watch this unfold. Claw raised at the ready ― when did he invocate? ― he plants himself between Kanda and Alma's body.

"You can stop now, you can both stop now. Please."