The mad eyes looked up at him, for once seeming sober.

She folded her arms and stared at him with mad eyes.

The mad eyes found me, and his face seemed to cave in.

I made myself keep looking him in those mad eyes, but it cost me a lot.

There was a school of thought that said they should kill the human, whose mad eyes followed them around the floor.

He did not answer, but only stared into her face with those mad eyes.

The mad eyes were wide with surprise and disbelief now.

He was in the mad eye of a storm without dimensions.

It was more than just mad eyes, though he surely had those.

"One last chance," he said to the mad eyes in that blue face.