Answer:
I follow the orders of only two. I respect the work of only two. I am in constant battles with many, Though one surpassed them all. With forces joined, We created hell, Until our mutual enemy fell. Who am I?
There are millions of me. I am very small but when moving fast I am deadly.
Born of earth, but with none of its strength. Molded by flame, but with none of its power. Shaped
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?