"Do not speak to me of tyrrany!" Mewtwo practically screamed inside Cyrus's mind. That seemed to hit a nerve with the psychic Pokemon... "What would you call the torture of an innocent creature that never asked to exist? Constant tests of my mental accuity, harvesting my DNA for examination, to find ways to improve or duplicate me, conditioning meant to make me subservient to a crime syndicate! Being strapped into a mind control harness to make me docile!"

Rubble started to rise from the rooftop as Mewtwo's anger grew. "You humans... You use, abuse, and manipulate anything you can get your hands on, and then discard it when it's of no use to you. You have made all Pokemon subservient to you, treating us like tools for your pleasure. Your entire RACE are tyrants. Tell me. If I were to start probing your memories, how much cruelty would I find lurking there? You're human. I've no doubt I'd find something in no time."