Maybe actually go shopping.

A kind, pudgy, dwarven woman runs a fruit cart, and you purchase a sack of fresh apples. They look so tasty that you can't help but eat one now. You munch, and enjoy the crisp sweetness nature can provide. In your other hand, you swing the bag of half a dozen more, and continue on your way. You're not even certain what shop to visit next.

Down farther, things go poorly yet again.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure bursts out from the alley nearby and grabs you from behind. The people that notice gasp and scream in terror, but you're swiftly yanked back into the darkness, causing you to drop and spill your apples all over the street. The grip around you is tight, and you're easily dragged back through a couple different twists and turns, until you end up in an intersection between the backs of buildings.

This is definitely the sort of place a thieves guild or something would meet up at. I can't get free... but I haven't been killed yet. Why?

"Don't try anything funny," comes a familiar raspy voice. You turn your gaze just enough to spot Faceless, the villain from before.

"What do you want with me?" you ask.

"I don't want anything from you, kid. It's Rabbit's Foot that I want. You're going to bring her straight to me. Hey, rabbit! Come out, or his blood is on your hands!"

No way. Now I'm bait? "She'll kick your ass again. I don't even think she can be touched."

"Is that what you think? Do you even know what power she possesses? She called herself the lucky hero, and in a sense that's true. But the power she has, wherever she received it from, is not about luck. It's about luck redirection... and she has no control over it at all. Her luck is broken. You think she can't be touched? Ridiculous. Even I've landed real blows on her before. No luck lasts forever. You just need to stack the odds against her." He turns his head up and shouts, hurting your ear. "Rabbit's Foot! Come out! I know you're close by. I can smell your fear."

You shudder as you feel the freezing cold metal of his wrist blade push against the tissue of your throat.

Just then, there's a thud. RF stands before you, with one arm over her bust, and her staff in the other hand. "I don't fear you, Faceless."

You're thrown to the side into a pile of wood scraps. Ow! Asshole!

"Good luck fighting me like you are," Faceless mocks. "I created quite the show back there. Very unlike me, being seen. I imagine people will start to investigate, and it'll be more than this boy gawking at the great heroine's tits."

He lunges into action. Unfortunately for her, she must drop her arms to better grasp her weapon, leaving her exposed. The front, upper left of her suit is effectively gone, leaving her breasts and navel bare to see. She lowers herself, and deflects the villain's blow with her staff, causing her exposed figure to bounce, and her face to turn quite pink.

"P-Please forget what you're seeing, citizen..." she mutters nervously. "Except the heroic parts."

I can see a couple heroic parts, though.