The direction pointed by the brass compass did not change unless the dungeon itself started running away. However, if the needle began to point elsewhere, there could only be one reason: someone had already begun to explore the location it indicated.
It wasn't a coincidence. Dungeons were cleverly hidden, but whoever had the same type of compass as him must have been led to the same place. It was an outcome he had half-expected. After all, the needle only pointed to the nearest dungeon, not one allocated to a specific person. This meant that, as long as the dungeon was close, it could attract multiple people simultaneously.
Justin realized that what had happened wasn't surprising. For him, the dungeon may have been a considerable distance, but for someone else, it might have been much closer. It was understandable that the dungeon had been conquered by someone else. After all, while this was his third dungeon, it could have been someone else's first or second.
