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What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
Held firmly in the hands, like a sword it cuts deep. Bloodless strokes, all, then forward we leap.
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?
Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red.
Though I have neither legs nor feet, my use is for to go; Although I cannot speak, I tell what others want to know
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?