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?
I'm a type of pizza that is folded in half before cooking to contain a filling
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
Hands she has but does not hold. Teeth she has but does not bite. Feet she has but they are cold. Eyes she has but without sight.
Large as a mountain, small as a pea, Endlessly swimming in a water-less sea.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?