People began moving and that seemed to be enough of a cue for The Stranger to proceed with the events they'd hoped the others could take care of. Being unable to really follow without dropping the spell, they did so. The serpentine spirits immediately snapped to attention, a few of them blinking out of sight while several others hovered with mouths agape, slowly nearing members of the group and shaking violently the closer they became. However, by whatever structure their snake-like spines held the head up by, it served as an anchor at the same moment, locking them to individual bricks in the arching ceiling. By their pace and this fact, running would not be such an implausible strategy by consideration.
Regardless, The Stranger seemed intent on both options as well as a curious third. Jogging after Uriel, they looked over their shoulder to gesture for the rest of the group to follow. At a point, they stopped and extended a hand in their direction, palm facing them before dropping their hand at the wrist for the fingers to face the floor. Arching their wrist as if their fingers were once more stuck, they made a trembling motion with their arm as if dragging something upwards.

The armor which had laid limply began to shudder, the spikes of fire retracting back into it and the darkness from inside of its...holes...coming alight like a furnace. Shakily, one of the arms reached into the air and planted a palm onto the ground, dragging itself toward The Stranger while other segments twisted and appeared to gain motility. It was soon walking like before and then running. However, The Stranger stomped a foot, clenching their outstretched hand to a fist before once again displaying a palm, causing the golem to screech to a halt. The Stranger snapped their fingers on their outstretched hand and pointed to the floor where the creature immediately crouched down to rest.
The Stranger clicked one of their heels and it once again stood, dominance made clear as they looked from their thrall to the group before chirping, "[color=598527]Guards[/color]"

The Stranger gave the creature a shove with their boot as they turned to walk down the hall to the left and it responded with a step back before following with a dull roar of air passing through the fire that now burned inside it.

Other cells in the hall the group had been picked from contained figures either standing or sitting, but lack of features due to a pervasive darkness that obfuscated distinction. None of them moved a single inch, though there was an eerie feeling of being watched.

To the right at the intersection was a hall of similar design, though its boundless length held a sense of vertigo from how it continued off to a single point on the horizon as if peering over the edge of a cliff. Small lights in the distance swayed to-and-fro, likely whatever it was that had come after the group before being...dealt with.
Conveniently to the left was maybe three more passageways to the left before reaching another T-intersection. Left lead to another row of cells while the right was another corner leading to the right as per The Stranger's earlier instruction. The way lead to what appeared to be a tall barracks, though currently abandoned and lack of the foodstuffs one might have found commonplace in the busted larder or on the curiously red-stained tables. Instead, a metallic scent of blood filled the room. Alcoves held bedding and bunk beds lined with ladders which may have reached maybe ten layers up and ten across in a semicircle from the central area which held the massive, presumably blood-stained table. An alcove across from the bunks seemed to be deeper, like a storeroom of sorts.