Review Warframe Novels & Stories

In my last life, I wasted my White Wolf gifts playing the dutiful housewife, cooking soup for two ungrateful Alphas. In this life, I would build my own order. "From this day forward, there are no cripples here," I announced, standing atop a towering rock, my silver eyes sweeping over the discarded warriors. "There are only the conquerors of this land." I utilized the combat techniques I had memorized from my previous life, teaching them how to turn their disabilities into lethal advantages. I taught them to identify ancient, forgotten herbs to heal their rotting wounds. When the first massive Wasteland Bear fell at our feet, a fire reignited in the eyes of these wolves who had long been dead