"Where are your workout clothes?" Levi pressed his hand to a scanner to unlatch a security door, then steered me inside to the private gym for him and the executives who worked on this floor.

"Do I look like I work out? Wait, don't answer that. We're only training my magic, which does not involve sweating."

The room was the size of a small school gymnasium with basketball hoops and a number of stationary bikes set up in one corner. A set of open blue doors led to an ...