The anger of the sword's magic blazed in his eyes.

Anger blazed in them, turning their gray depths to silver ice.

Anger blazed from his eyes as he met Pontswain's level gaze.

Anger blazed in Hugh's eyes as sniggers went around the table.

Anger blazed in its eyes, something else, too; fear.

Anger blazed in his face for a moment.

Anger was blazing in me, absolute fury at this evil old woman's neglect and cruelty.

Anger blazed in her, an anger beyond the situation.

Anger blazed from his dark eyes, fierce and defiant, but it could not quite conceal the misery there.

Anger blazed out of him, but it was not that madness which had controlled him in the ruins.