I'd like a scene with a group of people who encounters someone with overwhelming power whose very words can make them kneel. His name is Shadow. Please make it more than three hundred words. Keep it in third person.
The air was still, and the only sounds were from distant cars and planes. In a warehouse by the ocean, a group gathered, sneers and cackles coming from the people. They believed they'd cornered their prey, and the one who appeared to be in charge said, "So? Are you going to give up and come quietly with us? Or, are we gonna have to shut you up first and show you who's in charge here?"

The others laughed in low voices. The three women who were surrounded stood back to back, unfazed by the situation. They could probably bleed everyone there dry. However, they weren't sure of the plan. They'd been sent there under the pretense of gathering intel, well aware that a trap was waiting. Had their glorious leader, Shadow, set up something special for the people, or was their job to clean up?

Just then, a dark figure that was Shadow appeared. "Great. You're all here. Just like I hoped," he said.

The three women were thrilled to see him, and when the enemies were distracted, they leaped to his side. "Hey! Those three are our prey! Don't get in our way."

Shadow's eyes flashed with a burst of power, and the whole group of enemies froze. "I don't recall allowing you to stand in my presence," Shadow said. He pointed one finger at them, then pointed to the ground. 

"Kneel."

Everyone dropped to their knees, unable to resist the strength. This was overwhelming strength that they'd never seen before. "Shadow, what should we do about them?"

"This trash? Gather them up and put them to work. Teach them something useful and make them valuable members of society. Ah, but I don't mean let them join our ranks. They don't deserve that. If they don't prove useful, no one will miss them," he replied without even a smile.