I still love the concept Brandon poses in Leeds, but this story is very formulaic.
Again we start with a short feint, a short introduction hinting at what might have been a story, but actually isn't. Once again we then veer off on the real story. There is the mandatory turn-on-your-head deception, and the secret find at the end, after the Sanderson Avalanche.
Really, I still love Sanderson's books to bits. But the sparkle is lost. It's becoming mechanical.
I want to read more and more about Legion and his hallucinations. A full book, the size of Way of Kings at the minimum ;-) But only if Brandon can pull it off without resorting to the formula.