Oh, there were plenty of acids and things of that nature, if that's the direction he wanted to go in. Also a number of things that weren't immediately recognizable
"Hurry though!" she says, reaching out with stone-tentacles of her own, trying to wrap around the thing's torso and draw it back before it wrenches free of it's limb.
They could search around more, and find a number of peculiar things, but nothing that responded like that horrible...thing in the coffin, nor any more Rods O' Will.