If he hadn't had his wings spread, it might have only knocked him down. With them out, though, he sails backwards, colliding with a rose bush. It's not fun or comfortable, but he pulls himself out, frustration burning in his eyes. "What do you think you can do against her? You'll just get yourself killed!"

... Actually they both might be in trouble. The fire Axel started is no longer just a wall, it's spreading, slowly. He attempts to regain control over it, but it's too late to stop it growing further, though he manages to slow it down.