As Athena was going to leave the beautiful spread of Dionysus's farm, she scowled, her delicate features of her face etched by an obvious uneasiness. The moment she's about to step away from Dionysus's vineyard, she feels it—the distinct flow of Medusa's presence, fading like a whisper carried away by the wind.
It struck her with an unsettling realization: Medusa had an impressive instinct for fleeing, honed by years of running from everyone, the god and the goddess alongside the anger that had birthed it.
The curse that Athena had cast upon Medusa was one thing that could make her track Medusa easily, but it would also be weakened once Medusa was anywhere close to the cave.
A curse, which now weighed heavily on her heart, one that tethered their fates in a way that Athena could not entirely escape, painted her as a villainess in Medusa's life.
