Allen took in a sharp breath as Kalinda's weapon came just short of his ribs, and he ended his resonance with Myth, and shrugged. "Oh well." He'd say softly, looking at Tori. "Gotta say though, you did better than Angelo." He turned his gaze to the other meister, and should Angelo still be charging, Allen would wait for him to get close before suddenly shifting into a crouch and slamming the pommel of Myth into his stomach, followed by standing up and throwing him onto his back on the ground. Likely in pain, but not particularly injured. "Overall pretty good though. Kept your heads fairly well, though I could tell your weapons weren't holding on as well as you were, but there are explanations to that." He smiled a bit, and would let Myth revert to his human form next to him for now.