Lucy shouted "Let me go!" more out of instinct than anything, but she had the ring pointed at the thief, who promptly dropped her.
Lucy spun in the air, barely managing to avoid landing on her head, before climbing to her feet and darting into a hole in the wall, narrowly dodging the thief's attempt to grab her again.
As the thieves shouted at each other, Lucy shook her head. Following them from the ground was fruitless. And she knew turning into a fairy would just lock her out of half the street, given the number of forgotten decorations left strewn about the street with bits of Cold Iron in them.
So what to do...
