Sorry to make you wait, but here's the ruling in fic form...

It was a dark and stormy night... wait wrong fic...

*moves away from the beagle on top of his doghouse with a typewriter*

It was one of those days I didn't like waking up. The only challenge
that I hadn't judged yet kept on staring me in the face. I'd seen the
Angel's Maneuver a few times, and had even tracked down a YouTube video
that showed how effective it might be... still, something wasn't
sitting right with me, and I decided I'd better double check what went
on. After a review of the interdimensional footage, I'd realized what
went wrong and went to go see the guy with the Zap-I-Tron 3000...

Michael: Whoa! You just appeared out of nowhere!

Bill: Yeah, it comes with being a former Kami, but I digress. I need
to run a diagnostic on your Zap-I-Tron 3000, seems that something
happened when you sent your team back, but I want to confirm with the
actual hardware.

Michael: Um... okay?

*several minutes later*

Bill: *sighs* Just as I feared... you sent them back before the
challenge was over. You did it, you figured out how to cure those
infected, the Angel's Maneuver was brilliant. Too bad you didn't cure
everyone...

Michael: What? I cured everyone at the site...

Bill: *interrupting* ... but not everyone infected was at the site. A
handful of infected effectively escaped the city, headed towards
Nevada. They pillaged, added a few to their numbers, and are currently
hiding somewhere in the southwestern United States, and even if you
rounded them up, the Cirque de Soleil team doesn't have the special
magic that the Kaliedo Star performers have, so their imitation of the
Angel's Maneuver won't work. Sorry. You fail, but don't worry, your
pocket universe will get resolved with all the others when I use my
master device with Optimus Prime and a multiverse amplifier. Bye.
*blinks back to whence he came*