The corvette crew starts getting nervous, before the commander on board transfers control over the AI module onboard. All the crew file in cryostasis and the computer removes the safeguards on acceleration, meaning the corvette rockets forward, from 2.5g all the way up to 15g's of thrust. Weapons are primed and targeted.
"Hah. Not really. Although I feel required to point out that our ship is much lighter than your fleet, and therefore has a much higher acceleration threshold. On that note, I have orders to return to Command and inform them of the goings-on in this region. Good Bye."
The gunship pivots and fires all thrusters, running for the border of Cult-space and the FTL-point as fast as possible.