You've been crawling around the dungeon for hours... maybe days. Lil-Ra has come and gone, and you really regret not getting that blue sports drink when you had the chance. Just when you feel like you can't muster the strength for another step, like an oasis, a little gift has been left behind by your favorite, and always-considerate, traveling vendor -- an automatic outpost in the corner of the labyrinth for you. Now where did I put those gold pieces?....