"Aha! I have it!" says the brainiest and wizardiest member of the party, even as the ground trembles at an enraged Dragon's passage.
"What do we do?" ask the other champions.
"Just read the darn things out! We even have a choice of three!"
The dragon roars, skidding to a halt. It snarls, then laughs a gutteral laugh, and a fireball forms on it's tongue.
"PREPARE TO DIE YOU NUT-PUNTING BA-"
The party reads a spell.