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?
What goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change.
What can you catch but not throw?
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?