[Rin moves as quietly as he can through the city, using the fog and rubble for cover. He wants to get as close to one of the bridges as he can before unsheathing his sword and giving himself away. The sheath is gripped tightly in one of his hands while the hilt is in the other, ready to pull the blade free. If scaring them is what they want to then he'll use his fire to do so as best he can.]