"That's beyond acidic..." Shawn could smell something, slightly sulfuric, and ran through the elemental table. What could be that strong?
Unless...the compound wasn't earthly. Shawn nearly burst into fanboying giggles, but now was not the time nor the place.
As Owen threw the contents of his jar on the Weevil, the sulfuric scent increased, nearly overwhelming. Shawn's eyes watered, and he covered his mouth with his sleeve.