Sufi mystics later adopted the term as a metaphor for the perfected soul. A Fuladh al Haami heart is one that is hot with divine love (never growing cold with apathy) yet hard as steel against injustice (never bending to tyranny). To this day, in some Persian poetry, a brave warrior is described as having "a skeleton of Fuladh al Haami."
Fuladh al-Hami did not flee. He retreated—slowly, with his surviving bodyguard, covering the escape of the wounded. A Seljuk arrow pierced his horse’s neck; he leaped to a new mount without breaking stride. At the edge of the plain, he turned back. Tughril Beg himself stood among his standard-bearers, watching. fuladh al haami
Fuladh smiled. He had not captured Sarmaj by assault. He had sent a blind beggar to the gate with a message: The commander's mother is dying. He begs to see her. The gullible garrison commander rode out with a small escort. Fuladh’s men took him, stripped him, and walked him to the gate in a woman’s shawl. The fortress opened. No blood. Sufi mystics later adopted the term as a