To be completely honest, these guys weren't that far off from what to do with Alexander—and even though I'm not an expert in dealing with rabid people—I know a few ways to get them to calm the fuck down and one of them was to make them think that they're dead.
It's just a little unfortunate everyone else who tried to step in got caught in the process.
I had only drawn my blade a few inches before I completely let go, continuing the sword path with only my arm, but the whole thing coupled with the intent to kill—and everything else happening in a fraction of a second—made Alexander and everyone else thought that half their bodies separated and landed on the floor.
It was akin to pretending to throw the ball for Zeus—making him turn around confused—or pretending to spill a bowl of hot soup to someone even though it was just water—making them squirm and scream for their lives—but this was on a different level.