The trial only got worse for Omi. The Lawyer-bots called up their witnesses and they all gave testimonies that made Omi and his friends look like baby-eating sociopaths. What was worse, the judge, jury, and even the bailiff believed every word they said. When Tubbimura explained about how peaceful he and his ninja tribes were before the monks started attacking them out of nowhere, they fought back tears. When Vlad explained how he struggled to save up enough money for Evil University, three of the jury-members (including the Jack-bot) offered to pay his way through to college. Even Wuya's horribly unbelievable story about how she only wanted to help people until Dashi mugged her out of nowhere was received with tearful accolades for being strong enough to survive.

"Alright, I reckon it's time for an intermission. See y'all in five minutes." Judge Roy Bean announced. The bailiff ran forward and shooed everyone out of the courthouse, then followed them out and locked the door behind him.

"Master Fung, do you think that this trial is going well?" Omi asked.

"I am sorry, but no." Master Fung replied. "What happened to Clay?"

"He is rescuing our other friends from Jack Spicer's lair. Soon, he will be here and we will be able to leave." Omi held up the Mokkou Feather, which was glowing since it had just sent a whole bunch of Shen Gong Wu into its dimension.

Jack Spicer came over, still in his wheelchair. "I'm winning!" He said.

"I realize this." Omi replied.

"Pretty soon, I'll have all your Shen Gong Wu." Jack said. "And there's nothing you can do it because my Lawyer-bots are perfect."

"Nothing you can build is perfect, Jack Spicer." Omi said.

"That's just it. I built the Lawyer-bots, but I got my programming instructions from Chase Young." Jack said.

"Thief." Omi muttered.

"You say 'thief'. I say 'genius'! See you, Xiaolin loser." With that, Jack snapped his fingers and 1.0 came floating over to wheel him back to the courthouse.

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Clay was still trying to get his friends down from Jack Spicer' precarious prison, and was starting to run out of ideas. "You sure that you can't use your elements to get you down?" Clay asked.

"No!" Rai called. "This stupid cage is too small for me to even move!"

"Huh." Clay said. He cracked his knuckles and headed back to the broom closet. He came back with a laser cannon that he had quickly stripped from the robot. "Maybe I can melt the bottom of the cage and free you guys." He suggested, taking unsteady aim with the cannon.

"Oh, snap--," Rai groaned as Clay fired the cannon. It missed (thankfully) and blasted a hole in the ceiling next to him.

"Clay, you know, if you're going to be like that then we don't mind staying up here." Kimiko said nervously.

"I have a plan." Clay replied. He picked up some of the debris that had fallen, crushing it his powerful hands. "Earth!"

The crumbled rock slid through his fingers, creating long undulating tendrils of sediment that stretched from Clay's hands to the cages above him. With complete concentration, he was able to change the rock into a rudimentary key, one that could hopefully pick the locks on the cage or something.

"I didn't know you could do that." Dojo said.

"I didn't know I could do that either." Clay said, concentrating even more.

Click.

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Jack Spicer was at the witness stand. He was in tears and kept struggling to sneak the bottle of Visine back into his pant's pocket without being seen. "And so…they came and attacked me, all because I had blown down the door to their s-stupid vault and was trying to t-take all of their Shen Gong Wu!"

"That's terrible!" The bailiff said to Omi.

"Shut up!" Judge Roy Bean snapped. "That's terrible." He said to Omi. "You ought to be ashamed."

Omi didn't even bother to answer. The last time he had tried to point out that Jack Spicer was an evil terrorist, he had just had his word twisted by the incredibly capable Lawyer-bots.

"I think we've heard enough." Judge Roy Bean said as he handed Jack Spicer a silk handkerchief (which he promptly stole). "Jury, you may deliberate."

"We don't need to." The jury members said in unison. The foreman, a surfer, got to his feet.

"Here you go, judge-dude." The surfer handed the judge a slip of paper, and Omi began wishing for a miracle.

Judge Roy Bean cleared his throat loudly. "The jury has made a decision, and I agree with it." He began reading off of the paper. "For the crimes of maliciously persecuting' your fellow man as well as hoardin', stealin', and il-legal rasslin', I order you, Omi, and the Xiaolin dragons to--,"

Just then, Omi's wish was granted. The windows on the east side of the courthouse exploded. About six jungle cats leapt through the shattered glass and began advancing menacingly at the judge, forcing him to drop the slip of paper as he fumbled around for his pistol-gavel.

"It seems that I arrived just in the nick of time," said a smooth, sly, evil, and all too familiar voice.

"Chase Young," Omi whispered as the man himself stepped through the double-doors of the courthouse. Even as he entered the courthouse, Omi was not sure whether or not Chase Young was there to help him or make things worse for him…